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"The gold," said Octantius, angrily, lifting a pouch, on its string, from within his tunic, "is here!" "Aii!" cried more than one man, pleased. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 47, Sentence #200)

If it is often difficult even in a Ubar's court, perhaps because of the shadings and distortions of reports from subsidiary cities and towns, to ascertain exactly what happened, one may well imagine the problems encountered by the populace in general, in the markets, the baths and taverns. "Even if Saphronicus were dead, which he is not," said Octantius, angrily, "it does not matter". The men looked at one another. "The gold," said Octantius, angrily, lifting a pouch, on its string, from within his tunic, "is here!" "Aii!" cried more than one man, pleased. I had supposed that the gold would be with Octantius, as he had told me he would bring it with him, but I did not, of course, know that. A hundred pieces of gold, for example, is a great deal of money to be carrying about, particularly standardized tarn disks. Indeed, on Gor it is a fortune. - (Vagabonds of Gor)