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Slaves chained at the benches began to cry out with fear. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #117)

Standing below the hull, quite close, in the shifting rence craft, I made a small clicking noise, a sound that meant nothing but, in the darkness, meaning nothing, would be startling, terrifying in its uncomprehended import. I heard the sudden intake of breath which marked the position of a man. With the noose of marsh vine I dragged him over the side of the hull, lowering him into the marsh, holding him until I felt the tharlarion take him from me, drawing him away. Slaves chained at the benches began to cry out with fear. I heard men running from both sides toward the place from which came the cries of the slaves. In the darkness they met one another, shouting, brandishing their weapons. I heard two men, missing their step in the darkness, moving from one barge to the next, plunge screaming into the marsh. - (Raiders of Gor)