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Perhaps they relish this tincture or soupçon of foreign flavor in the speech of their chattels, finding it charming. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #368)

"Quickly, and well!" "Yes, Master!" "Perfectly!" "Yes, Master!" To be sure, she doubted that she would ever speak this language perfectly. Who, even among native speakers, speaks any language perfectly? And she supposed that she might forever carry an accent in Gorean, at least a subtle accent, and that this, like fillings in her teeth, and a tiny vaccination mark, would continue, for better or for worse, to betray her barbarian origin. Fortunately few Gorean masters objected to such accents in their slaves. Perhaps they relish this tincture or soupçon of foreign flavor in the speech of their chattels, finding it charming. Too, it tended to mark them out and set them apart from native Gorean speakers. But she was certain she would soon achieve a considerable fluency in the language. This was important. - (Prize of Gor)