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* * * * It was later in the same afternoon that Mul-Ba-Ta, now simply Ba-Ta, made his appearance, leading long lines of former Muls. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #142)

"No," she said, "I knew only that you would do what you wished". She looked up at me. "May a poor slave girl beg," she whispered softly, "that she be again commanded to your lips?" "It is so commanded," I said, and her lips again eagerly sought mine. * * * * It was later in the same afternoon that Mul-Ba-Ta, now simply Ba-Ta, made his appearance, leading long lines of former Muls. They came from the Pastures and the Fungus Chambers and they, like the Gur Carriers, sang as they came. Some men from the Fungus Chambers carried on their backs great bags filled with choice spores, and others labored under the burdens of huge baskets of freshly reaped fungus, slung on poles between them; and those from the Pastures drove before them with long pointed goads huge, shambling gray arthropods, the cattle of Priest-Kings; and others from the Pastures carried in long lines on their shoulders the ropelike vines of the heavy-leaved Sim plants, on which the cattle would feed. "We will have lamps set up soon," said Ba-Ta. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)