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The crowds cheered Miles of Argentum and his men. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #14)

Because of the width of the wagon bed and the height of the cage, some five feet or so above the surface of the wagon bed, I had been reasonably well protected from the blows of whips, the jabbings of sticks. Soldiers, too, patrolled the perimeters of the moving wagon. More than one man, pressing between the soldiers and clambering onto the wagon, sometimes unarmed, sometimes with a whip or stick, sometimes even with a knife, was seized and thrown back into the crowd by soldiers. The crowds cheered Miles of Argentum and his men. And, as my wagon passed them, they seemed to go mad with hatred and pleasure, crying out and jeering me, and shrieking with triumph to see me so helplessly a captive. The people of Corcyrus, it was clear, had welcomed the men of Argentum, and their allies from Ar, as liberators. The colors of Argentum and of Ar, on ribbons and strips of cloth, dangled from windows and festooned, even being stretched between windows and rooftops overhead, the triumphal way. - (Kajira of Gor)