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This did not do the sheath any good, distending it, but then it was not one, I reminded myself, for which I had had to put out my own tarsks. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #304)

"She is going to hang on the spear all right," I said. "We need that, to dispel suspicion and cover our departure". I then removed the sword from the sheath and thrust the sheath up, between the slave's back and the ropes, and then forced the point of the spear up, high, into the sheath. This did not do the sheath any good, distending it, but then it was not one, I reminded myself, for which I had had to put out my own tarsks. I then buckled the sword belt, making a new hole in the belt with my knife, tightly about the slender waist of the slave, up a bit, so it, too, was hidden behind the thickly coiled ropes. The spear's point was now entered into the sheath, the sheath held in place behind the slave by her ropes, and the slave's body held against the sheath and spear by the ropes and belt. She could not slip down the spear because of the spear's insertion in the sheath. - (Renegades of Gor)