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The fellow to whom the whip had been surrendered, tunicked, perhaps in his early twenties, then took his place before our line. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #176)

"Is this the best that your sorry world, with its teeming millions, can do?" continued the man. "To be sure," he said, "how could so sorry a world as your Terra produce even one female whom one might glance at twice? Surely this is the ugliest lot I have ever seen. Cast them to eels, feed them to urts, throw them to leech plants!" He then handed his whip to one of the other men, and stormed away, leaving the chamber. The fellow to whom the whip had been surrendered, tunicked, perhaps in his early twenties, then took his place before our line. He said something to his fellow, which I did not understand, and then faced us. "As you may suspect, my homely, naked, two-legged beasts," he said, speaking English, as had his predecessor, "your lives have changed. Yes, they have changed, completely, and for the better. - (Quarry of Gor)