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The garments of Mirus were ample and splendid, robes which might well betoken his wealth and position. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 25, Sentence #1000)

Men looked about, to see who had spoken, who might choose to challenge the preceding, remarkable bid. Mirus turned about, to see as well, he several yards back, in the crowd, to Ellen's left, as she faced the crowd. Mirus clearly did not know his competitor. The garments of Mirus were ample and splendid, robes which might well betoken his wealth and position. The fellow who had halted the auctioneer was plainly clad, in a simple brown tunic, and was surely of low caste, perhaps of the peasants, or a drayman of sorts. Mirus smiled. Although the caste of Mirus might be unclear from the particular nature of his garmenture, Ellen supposed him of the slavers, which would be a subcaste of the Merchants, which caste was doubtless the wealthiest on Gor, and one which was often wont to view itself, perhaps in virtue of its wealth, if not as well in virtue of its influence and power, as a high caste, a tendency which, however, was not widely shared, save perhaps, at least publicly, by its clients and sycophants. - (Prize of Gor)