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I was too clever for them! But what could I do, marked, tunicked, and collared, easily identifiable, female and slave, where could I go? But the difficulty now was to manage the crossing. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 48, Sentence #35)

I looked across the Alexandra. How bright, how clever, how superior, I was! I had eluded the masters. What slave can manage that? And they said there was no escape for the Gorean slave girl! But I had escaped! They would never recapture me! I could not be recaptured. I was too clever for them! But what could I do, marked, tunicked, and collared, easily identifiable, female and slave, where could I go? But the difficulty now was to manage the crossing. I glanced to my left, and my attention was suddenly arrested, fearfully so, in a moment of terror. For an instant I could not move. Again, as I had long ago, on the first day of my escape from Shipcamp, I thought I saw a beast's head in the shadows, looking at me, a large, broad, motionless head. - (Smugglers of Gor)