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But then I thought it might be more likely that they might be hooded that their faces might be concealed. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 52, Sentence #69)

Were they not slaves, goods, to be sold or traded at the World's End, or the farther islands, whatever might be the destination of that mighty frame now poised for its journey downriver to Thassa? Why, I wondered, had they been hooded? Surely it was not necessary for purposes of security. They were back-braceleted and coffled. I supposed it might be to make clearer to them that they were slaves. But then I thought it might be more likely that they might be hooded that their faces might be concealed. If so, it did not seem likely that the fear was their beauty, and its possible effect on strong men, for, although they were beauties, it seemed there were many in Shipcamp who were their equals, if not superiors. So, I thought, the hooding must be that they not, or one or another of them, be recognized. But what difference would it make, I asked myself, if one slave or another might be recognized? I saw the cofifle begin to move slowly toward the stockade gate. - (Smugglers of Gor)