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There was a line, as well, behind the fellow, awaiting its turn to enter the roped-off circle, and, one by one, express their contempt for the "Traitress of the North" as Ar's Station was now referred to on the boards. - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 23, Sentence #7)

There was laughter at this by the guards about, and several other folks, too, outside the roped-off enclosure, within which was the Home Stone on its mock pedestal. Indeed, several fellows, expecting some sort of show, had hurried to stand outside the rope, to watch. The guards, too, it seemed, remembered this fellow, and egged him on with their cries. There was a line, as well, behind the fellow, awaiting its turn to enter the roped-off circle, and, one by one, express their contempt for the "Traitress of the North" as Ar's Station was now referred to on the boards. "Surely I should kill him!" hissed Marcus to me. "You are under no obligation to do so," I assured him, irritatedly. "Honor deems it necessary," said Marcus, grimly, his hand going to the hilt of his sword. - (Magicians of Gor)