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Who knew what might note such things, what might lurk in the marshes? I recalled that Bruno of Torcadino had never entered the marshes in such a way. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #188)

I cannot control the speed of tarns, the pace of kaiila, the strength of men, the whims of winds". The two lights on the canal boat, one at the stern, one at the prow, were reflected in the water, shimmering there, and were reflected, as well, from the metal plates or scales, of the hideous monstrosity but yards away. I wondered if it were wise to have the lanterns on the boat lit. Who knew what might note such things, what might lurk in the marshes? I recalled that Bruno of Torcadino had never entered the marshes in such a way. Perhaps the difference was the size of the canal boat, the number of men aboard, or even the complacency, or confidence, of those aboard. Presumably their numbers would be more than sufficient to deal with any curious, or even aggressive, tharlarion. "I trust those of the sable caste do not betray their fees," said the thing. - (Quarry of Gor)