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The people of Corcyrus, it was clear, had welcomed the men of Argentum, and their allies from Ar, as liberators. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #16)

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. Such colors, too, were prominent in the crowd, on garments and being waved, fluttering, by citizens and sometimes even by children, perched on the shoulders of adults. I had stood in the cage, frightened, bewildered and confused. - (Kajira of Gor)