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met, briefly, and she lowered her eyes swiftly, still keeping her burden steady. She trembled for a moment. I
think she had seen, in that glance, that I could be her master, but then, so, too, of course, could be many men. A
slave girl is often very careful about meeting the eyes of a free man directly, particularly a stranger. They can be
cuffed or beaten for such insolence. The collar looked well on her, gleaming, close-fitting, locked. She was
barefoot. Her brief garment was all she wore. It would have no nether closure. Thusly on Gor are female slaves
commonly garbed. She hurried on.

тАЬLet us be on our way,тАЭ said Marcus. Phoebe clung close to him, her tiny fingers on his sleeve.

тАЬIn a moment,тАЭ I said.

тАЬI do not like such crowds,тАЭ said Marcus.

We were buffeted about a bit.

тАЬThere is a date on the permits,тАЭ Marcus reminded me, тАЬand they will be checking at the gate to see who has left
the city and who has not.тАЭ

тАЬI think they will be coming out in a moment or two,тАЭ I said, тАЬthere at that door.тАЭ

тАЬWho?тАЭ he asked.

тАЬThere,тАЭ I said.

(pg. 11) I saw the fellow who had been in the room emerge through the door. He was followed by the two
magistrates, who had probably now made the entries in their records. They were followed by four guardsmen, in
single file. тАЬMake way, make way!тАЭ said the fellow from the room, and the crowds parted a little, to let them
pass. The third of the three guardsmen carried a burden on his right shoulder. It was a naked woman whose
upper body was thoroughly and tightly wrapped in several turns of a heavy net, tied closely about her. Her head
was covered with a buckled hood. She squirmed a little, helplessly. She was being carried with her head to the
rear, as a slave is carried.

тАЬSo that is what you were watching,тАЭ said Marcus, тАЬa caught slave.тАЭ

тАЬIn a sense,тАЭ I said.

About at the same time, coming toward us, down the street, following the other party by several yards, was a
large, graceful fellow, blond and curly-haired, who was astonishingly handsome, almost unbelievably so. On his
left wrist, locked, there was a silver slave bracelet. His tunic was of a silken purple. He had golden sandals.

тАЬWho is that?тАЭ I asked a fellow in white and gold, the colors of the merchants, when the handsome fellow had
passed. Such a one, I assumed, might be generally known. He was no ordinary fellow.
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тАЬHe is the actor, Milo,тАЭ said the man.

тАЬHe is a slave,тАЭ I said.

тАЬOwned by Appanius, the agriculturalist, impresario and slaver,тАЭ said the fellow, тАЬwho rents him to the
managements of various theaters.