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Did it hope I might understand it? Did it think I might have a translator? The scent of Lord Grendel, I knew, was on me. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #193)

Then there issued from that monstrous thing on the other side of the stall a series of low noises, almost as though they might have been those of larl, or sleen. There was nothing human there, but the stream of sound was clearly articulated, and I knew it was speaking to me. I understood nothing. Did it hope I might understand it? Did it think I might have a translator? The scent of Lord Grendel, I knew, was on me. At least he had said so. Had that encouraged it to speak? Did it suspect that something was in the vicinity, or even in the stall, which might understand it? Could it not see we were alone? "I do not understand you," I whispered, though I was as sure it could not understand me as I knew I could not understand it. Lord Grendel, I knew, had superb night vision. - (Conspirators of Gor)