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I would have supposed that she would then have pounded and wept, and scratched at the inside of the chest, begging mercy, but she did not. - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #367)

"Do you know where the loot area is," he asked, "that in the district of Anbar?" "Yes," I said. "I would be obliged if you would see to the chest, and the slave," he said. I suppose the young woman within the chest could hear our conversation. I would have supposed that she would then have pounded and wept, and scratched at the inside of the chest, begging mercy, but she did not. Slaves, those fit by nature for this elegant disposition, and whose minds and bodies crave it profoundly, and will not be happy without it, pretending that they are actually free women, commonly do such things. They are often among the most express in their protestive behaviors, the most demonstrative in their lamentations, and such, believing such things are expected of them, fearing only that they will be taken seriously. But this girl was actually very quiet, lying like a caressable, silken little urt in the chest. - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 11)