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The men seemed now to be fairly quiet outside. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #258)

What if they were disappointed? I was a new slave, really. How could I please them, truly? I moaned softly to myself. I did not want to feel the lash. The men seemed now to be fairly quiet outside. Perhaps most of them did not expect me, really, to be brought out on the stroke of the nineteenth bar. Perhaps those who had smote their goblets on the tables and called for me, had, as much as anything, been voicing a natural disgruntlement at the unwritten customs which seemed to govern such affairs, at the institution of a time to be set aside for the whetting of appetites. I supposed that there would have to be a judicious sense of timing involved in such matters, that the time must be long enough to bring the audience to a point of eager readiness, perhaps even impatience, without, on the other hand, dallying so long that they became unruly or hostile. - (Dancer of Gor)