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I spent a bit more than I had intended, an extra tarsk-bit or two, but, in this manner, I thought, I might demonstrate the munificence of the Caste of Scribes, apparently a munificence well beyond that of warriors, mariners, the common oarsman, the newly rich, and such, a munificence, to be sure, commonly exercised within judicious limits. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #675)

And some fellows are changed by a single tarn disk, so there was some excuse for him. "Wait here," I said. In a few moments I had made my way to a vendor's cart and purchased some wrappings of food. I spent a bit more than I had intended, an extra tarsk-bit or two, but, in this manner, I thought, I might demonstrate the munificence of the Caste of Scribes, apparently a munificence well beyond that of warriors, mariners, the common oarsman, the newly rich, and such, a munificence, to be sure, commonly exercised within judicious limits. "Where is your master?" I asked Alcinoë. She was kneeling where I had left her and the stranger. "I do not know, Master," she said. - (Mariners of Gor)