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If this is the case then an interesting covert parallelism would exist between the concealment of the free woman and the exposure of the slave. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #102)

I could easily outrun Dorna, encumbered as she was in the voluminous splendor of the multicolored robes of concealment. Such garmenture attests to importance, dignity, station, honor, and display; too, it may intrigue the curious, appraising male to speculate about the wonders and treasures it may conceal; but it does little for freedom of movement, say, on occasions in which a fleet departure might be advisable. Indeed, a ribald joke heard in the taverns, where no free woman is present, is to the effect that the point of the robes of concealment is not only to pique male curiosity but to render their occupant easier to apprehend. If this is the case then an interesting covert parallelism would exist between the concealment of the free woman and the exposure of the slave. "Fugitive slave!" screamed Dorna. "Fugitive slave! Running slave! Stop her! Stop her!" I was just to speed past Florian and Miles when Florian stepped before me, and seized me. I struggled helplessly in his arms, my size and weight so small compared to his, helpless in his grasp. - (Quarry of Gor)