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He lifted his hand and one who stood near him climbed to the wall about the roof and blew a long blast on a bosk horn. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #71)

The fighting would be fierce, but it did not seem that the outcome would be in doubt, even from the beginning—particularly now that the tarnsmen of Ha-Keel had left the city, the saddle packs of their tarns bulging with Turian gold. Then Kamchak spoke again. "I have waited long for the blood of Saphrar of Turia," he said. He lifted his hand and one who stood near him climbed to the wall about the roof and blew a long blast on a bosk horn. I thought this might signal the beginning of the storming of the compound, but none of the men below moved. Rather, to my astonishment, a gate of the compound itself opened and wary men-at-arms, their weapons ready, each carrying a cloth sack, emerged. They filed before us in the street below, each under the contemptuous eyes of the warriors of the Wagon Peoples, each in turn going to a long table whereon were placed many pairs of scales, and each at that table was weighed out four Gorean stone of gold, about six Earth pounds, which he put in his cloth sack and scurried away, through an avenue opened for him between the warriors. - (Nomads of Gor)