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I, now no longer blindfolded, had recognized the red-robed fellow instantly upon entering the serving chamber. But now he was not disguised, not collared, not clad in a humble tunic, that of a kajirus, a male slave. He was now garlanded, and clothed in the robes of a free person, and apparently one of high station. It was he who had identified himself as 'Drusus' and had so thoughtfully and solicitously carried my burden of water to the very entrance of my master's rental on Hermadius. Unwittingly, foolishly, I had betrayed my master's whereabouts, leading a foe to his very doorstep. Even when I had been blindfolded, and had recently entered into this house, the voice had sounded familiar, and, despite the accents of a free man, I had thought I might have recognized it. Then there had been no doubt when I saw him, following my entrance into the dining chamber, or feasting room, heeling Lord Grendel. - (Plunder of Gor)