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There was some scurrying about to find the odds Merchants. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #57)

Some even lifted their veils somewhat to drink of the flavored ices. Some low-caste free women drank through their veils, and there were yellow and purple stains on the rep-cloth. I heard a judge's bar sound twice, indicating that the next race would begin in ten Ehn. There was some scurrying about to find the odds Merchants. Almost everyone in the crowd wore some indication of the faction he favored. Generally, it was a small faction patch sewn on the left shoulder; the faction patches of the High-Caste women tended to be fine silk, and tastefully done; those of low-caste women merely a square of crudely stitched, dyed rep-cloth; some of the masters had dressed their slave girls in slave livery of the color of the faction they favored; others had twined a colored ribbon about their hair or in their collar. "The races were better in the days of Marlenus of Ar," said a man behind me, leaning forward to speak to me. - (Assassin of Gor)