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I thought perhaps Conrad of the Kassars might be a just master. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #500)

Elizabeth had reason to fear. I might, of course, and would, encourage Kamchak to sell her to a good master, but Kamchak, cooperative to a point, would undoubtedly have his eye fixed most decisively on the price to be obtained. I might, of course, if I could find the money, buy her myself and attempt to find her a kind master. I thought perhaps Conrad of the Kassars might be a just master. He had, however, I knew, recently won a Turian girl in the games. Moreover, not every man wants to own an untrained barbarian slave, for such, even if given to them, must be fed—and, this spring, as I could tell from walking about the camp, there was no shortage of girls, freshly collared and branded perhaps, untrained perhaps, but yet, and most importantly, Gorean, which—most significantly—Elizabeth Cardwell was not, and in my opinion could never be. For no reason that I am quite sure of I unwisely purchased another bottle of paga, perhaps for company in my lonely walk. - (Nomads of Gor)