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"Brigands might only slay you," said Boabissia, "but I am a free woman! I have much more to fear! I might be put in a collar, and made a slave! Like those sluts in the back! You could have thought of me! You never think of me!" How is it, I wondered, that each time I put my food down, my head hurts. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #32)

This could well be dangerous! Why did you not listen to me? What if we should be set upon by brigands?" I hoped that would not happen, as I was not certain I could find my sword. Ah, yes, there it was, somehow in its sheath, over my left shoulder. The only problem, then, would be in attempting to dislodge it from its housing. "Brigands might only slay you," said Boabissia, "but I am a free woman! I have much more to fear! I might be put in a collar, and made a slave! Like those sluts in the back! You could have thought of me! You never think of me!" How is it, I wondered, that each time I put my food down, my head hurts. That was interesting. Could it be normal? There was nothing in the codes of the warriors, as I recalled, that explicitly demanded resistance to brigands, though perhaps it was presupposed. It was an interesting interpretative question, probably one calling for the attention of high councils. - (Mercenaries of Gor)