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"On the other hand," said Harold, "I for one would not claim that". - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #557)

"Yes," cried Kamchak, "that is true—it was Turian gold!" He cracked his fist on his thigh. "Turian gold!" "One might claim," said Harold, "that that makes quite a difference". "Yes!" cried Kamchak. "On the other hand," said Harold, "I for one would not claim that". Kamchak straightened in the saddle and thought about it. Then he chuckled and said, "Nor would I". Again we laughed and, suddenly, we urged the kaiila forward in great bounding strides, eager to reach the wagons, each of us, for waiting in these wagons were three girls, desirable, marvelous, ours, Hereena, she who had been of the First Wagon, the slave of Harold, her master; Aphris of Turia, almond-eyed and exquisite, once the richest and perhaps the most beautiful woman of her city, now the simple slave of the Ubar of Tuchuks, he Kamchak; and the slender, lovely, dark-haired, dark-eyed Elizabeth Cardwell, once a proud girl of Earth, now only the helpless and beautiful slave of a warrior of Ko-ro-ba; a girl in whose nose had been fixed the delicate, provocative golden ring of Tuchuk women, a girl whose thigh bore unmistakably the brand of the four bosk horns, whose lovely throat was encircled by a collar of steel, bearing my name; a girl whose rapturous and uncontrollable submission had, in its utterness, astounded both herself and me, both he who commanded and she who served, he who took and she who was given no choice but to yield unreservedly. - (Nomads of Gor)