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What had he to fear? But, of course, if all went well, I might have been recognized, certainly at the Golden Chain, did he patronize it, or I could have, in some way, surely at the Golden Chain, did he wish to recruit within it, even at the risk of the lash, called attention to myself, created some commotion, enough to warrant an inquiry. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #15)

I wore his collar, I could not speak. He could have chained me to a wall in the vestibule of a tavern, if it had a vestibule, or outside a tavern, to a slave ring, as some masters did with their girls, before entering a tavern. He could even have had me hooded. What had he to fear? But, of course, if all went well, I might have been recognized, certainly at the Golden Chain, did he patronize it, or I could have, in some way, surely at the Golden Chain, did he wish to recruit within it, even at the risk of the lash, called attention to myself, created some commotion, enough to warrant an inquiry. Then Bruno of Torcadino might have been detained and questioned, and I, pending the outcome of an investigation, could have been seized and returned to the security of my cage. I was sure the tavern's legal claim to me would be upheld by the scribes of the law. But now these trembling, glowing possibilities, as tenuous and uncertain as they might be, had closed their wings and were still. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 32)