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That had really been foolish of me, standing in a slovenly manner in the coffle, when there might have been men about, and, indeed, had been one, and with a whip. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #177)

We had now been in the wagon perhaps an hour. It sounded now, judging from the sound of the metal-rimmed wheels, and felt, judging from the vibrations, like we were moving over cobblestones. The back of my calves, where I had been struck, now felt better. That had really been foolish of me, standing in a slovenly manner in the coffle, when there might have been men about, and, indeed, had been one, and with a whip. That I had been lashed, however, showed me that I was, in a way, important, and that men cared about me. I was a female. I made some sort of difference to them. - (Dancer of Gor)