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Lord Nishida then looked to the blond fellow with short-cropped hair, he in the nondescript brown tunic, who had had little to say, but had been muchly attentive to all that had transpired. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #187)

What was going on here? Why had I been brought here? What was I to do here? What was expected of me? It seemingly had something to do with my being a tarnsman, but, beyond that, I understood very little, little or nothing. "Yes," said Lord Nishida, "we must speak of matters of importance, and soon, but, first, we should attend to a matter which is not important". I stepped back. Lord Nishida then looked to the blond fellow with short-cropped hair, he in the nondescript brown tunic, who had had little to say, but had been muchly attentive to all that had transpired. In his seemingly slumberous stolidity he reminded me a bit of the inert larls who crouched at the edges of the platform. I trusted they had been well fed. "I think you will be pleased," said the blond fellow. - (Swordsmen of Gor)