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He had then carefully wrapped her, shivering and weeping, in the pelt of the red larl. She lay there, trembling and moaning, surely on the verge of hysteria. I was afraid the next phase of her condition would be one of numbness, shock, perhaps of refusal to believe what had befallen her, madness. Kamchak had looked at me. He was genuinely puzzled by what he regarded as her unusual emotional reactions. He was, of course, aware that no girl, Gorean or otherwise, could be expected to take lightly a sudden reduction to an abject and complete slavery, particularly considering what that would mean among the wagons. He did, however, regard Miss Cardwell's responses as rather peculiar, and somewhat reprehensible. - (Nomads of Gor)