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But then, from the Mother herself, behind me, I sensed once again the transmission of negation, and I heard on the translators that faced me, the simple expression "No". - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #197)

Horror coursed through the ranks of the assembled Priest-Kings and their antennae waved wildly and their golden frames shook with rage, and hundreds of them must have simultaneously turned on their translators for I heard almost immediately from everywhere before me the contrastingly calm translation of their threats and protests. Among the words I heard were "He must die," "Kill him," "Death to the Mul". I almost had to smile in spite of myself for the unmoved, unemotional emissions of the translators seemed so much at odds with the visible agitation of the Priest-Kings and the dire import of their messages. But then, from the Mother herself, behind me, I sensed once again the transmission of negation, and I heard on the translators that faced me, the simple expression "No". It was not their message, but that of she who lay brown and wrinkled behind me. "No". The rows of Priest-Kings seemed to rustle in confusion and anguish but in a moment, incredibly enough, they were as immobile as ever, standing as if statues of golden stone, regarding me. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)