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With them, of course, as unhurried, as unnoticed, as others, had gone Portus Canio, Fel Doron and those accompanying them. So they had left the camp the preceding morning, and it was now in the late morning of the second day. Ellen was now in a brief, sleeveless slave tunic of brown rep-cloth. No longer was she back-braceleted. Her wrists were now crossed and thonged before her, and she was following Fel Doron's tharlarion-drawn wagon, a tether running from the wagon to her thonged wrists. When she sensed Selius Arconious's eyes upon her she walked especially well. "She-sleen," he said. - (Prize of Gor)