Results Details

The remains of the framework in which the great ship had been built were to my left, and, a hundred paces or so to my right, was the eastern end of the long dock at which the great ship was moored. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 50, Sentence #270)

On the way, we passed a number of slave girls, several of whom smiled contemptuously as I was led by "Fool," said one. "Caught slave," said another. At the shore I looked across the broad Alexandra. The remains of the framework in which the great ship had been built were to my left, and, a hundred paces or so to my right, was the eastern end of the long dock at which the great ship was moored. North of the dock, amongst some of the shops, and workers' huts, I saw the high pole at which was flown the long, some yards long, unfurled, wind- whipped, scarlet triangle of silk, which I had been informed was the "ready banner," the banner that was put in place three days before departure. But neither, at that time, my captor nor myself knew when it had been hoisted into place. He would doubtless soon learn, whereas I, if I were to inquire of a free person, might be cuffed. - (Smugglers of Gor)