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Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)

Sometimes the wealth of a city has been transferred from Jad to Ar, or Ar to Jad, in the form of a piece of paper, sewn into the lining of a robe. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #138)
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8 138 View more quotes about sometimes">Sometimes the wealth of a city has been transferred from Jad to Ar, or Ar to Jad, in the form of a piece of paper, sewn into the lining of a robe.

Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 135 The Gorean thinks generally in terms of metal, copper, silver, and gold, something obdurate and solid, which can be handled, split, quartered, shaved, and weighed, or else in terms of actual goods.
8 136 It would be dangerous to try to buy a sleen or slave, or a sul or larma, from a Gorean for no more than a piece of paper.
8 137 On the other hand, notes are exchanged amongst various coin houses, or banking houses, without difficulty.
8 138 Sometimes the wealth of a city has been transferred from Jad to Ar, or Ar to Jad, in the form of a piece of paper, sewn into the lining of a robe.
8 139 In such a way wealth can be exchanged, even back and forth, without a tarsk-bit changing hands.
8 140 We continued our march.
8 141 We did not know our destination, or destinations.
The Gorean thinks generally in terms of metal, copper, silver, and gold, something obdurate and solid, which can be handled, split, quartered, shaved, and weighed, or else in terms of actual goods. It would be dangerous to try to buy a sleen or slave, or a sul or larma, from a Gorean for no more than a piece of paper. On the other hand, notes are exchanged amongst various coin houses, or banking houses, without difficulty. Sometimes the wealth of a city has been transferred from Jad to Ar, or Ar to Jad, in the form of a piece of paper, sewn into the lining of a robe. In such a way wealth can be exchanged, even back and forth, without a tarsk-bit changing hands. We continued our march. We did not know our destination, or destinations. - (Conspirators of Gor)