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In spite of my hold on her wrist, which must have been tight and painful, the daughter of Marlenus straightened herself before me and said arrogantly, "You tharlarion! Do you think that the daughter of the Ubar of all Gor would submit to such as you?" Cruelly I forced her to her knees before me, the filthy, proud wench. - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #165)

"You dirty, filthy, stinking, ungrateful animal!" Wild with anger, I picked up the dagger and for an instant felt tempted to plunge it into the heart of the treacherous girl. Angrily I shoved it in my belt. "You submitted," I said to her. In spite of my hold on her wrist, which must have been tight and painful, the daughter of Marlenus straightened herself before me and said arrogantly, "You tharlarion! Do you think that the daughter of the Ubar of all Gor would submit to such as you?" Cruelly I forced her to her knees before me, the filthy, proud wench. "You submitted," I said. She cursed me, her greenish eyes blazing with hatred. "Is this how you treat the daughter of a Ubar?" she cried. - (Tarnsman of Gor)