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I could not see her features, for the public veiling, the long street veil wrapped about her head and features, and extending to the golden cord low upon her waist, from which dangled an ample, embroidered purse, but I trusted they would be understanding, and kindly. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #312)

Too, if I had been more aware, and more familiar with Gor, I would have noted that the slaves, as much as possible, went to great lengths to avoid finding themselves in the proximity of such women, often turning about, and hurrying away, or slipping to the side, sometimes even hastening to conceal themselves amongst the boxes and bails, the assorted cargoes, on the wharf, removed from, or waiting to be loaded upon, the long, brightly painted galleys moored but yards away. Later there approached a free woman, alone, resplendent, one I assumed would well answer to my purposes. It would be easy to sway her, I was sure, with my tale of woe. I could not see her features, for the public veiling, the long street veil wrapped about her head and features, and extending to the golden cord low upon her waist, from which dangled an ample, embroidered purse, but I trusted they would be understanding, and kindly. I scarcely noticed that, in her right hand, she carried a switch. As she passed by, I called out, "Dear sister, pray attend me!" She looked about, startled, intently, expectantly, scanning the wharf. Clearly she did not recognize the source of that unhappy solicitation. - (Plunder of Gor)