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The crowd greeted the bid with pleasure, but then it seemed quiet. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #378)

Then there was silence. "I am offered five hundred and forty gold pieces for these hot-blooded barbarian beauties," called the auctioneer, "only five hundred and forty gold pieces for this exquisite set of animals, in prime condition and superbly trained to tantalize you, to torment you, to drive you wild with pleasure! Do I hear more? Come now, gentle brothers and sisters of Ar, when again will such superb creatures be yours to ensteel for only a paltry sum of golden coin!" There was laughter from the crowd. "Five hundred and forty-five," growled the Slaver from Tyros. The crowd greeted the bid with pleasure, but then it seemed quiet. The auctioneer looked from face to face, and there were no more bids forthcoming. He lifted his hand, palm up, open, to the crowd. If he closed his fist it meant he had accepted the bid. - (Assassin of Gor)