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The third woman cried out with anger, shaking her shackles. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #320)

"In short," I said, "you entered the inn, and remained here, in spite of the fact that you had not the wherewithal to meet your obligations, expecting perhaps you might somehow do so with impunity, that your bills would perhaps be simply overlooked, or dismissed by the inn in futile anger, or that eager men could be found to pay them, doubtless vying for the privilege of being of service to lofty free women". "Would you have had us spend the night on the road, like peasants?" demanded the third woman. "But these are hard times," I said, "and not all men are fools". The third woman cried out with anger, shaking her shackles. She was well curved, and diet and exercise could much improve her. I thought she might bring as much as sixty copper tarsks in a market. If that were so, and the inn sold her for that much, they would have made then, as I recalled, some twenty-five copper tarsks on her. - (Renegades of Gor)