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strap.
                "Saddle a tarn," said I to Thurnock.
                "Yes, Captain," he whispered.
                I stood before the captain's chair. "More paga,"   I said. Another vessel was brought. " I drink," said I, " to the blood of beasts."
                Then I drained the goblet and flung it from me.
                With a howl of rage I struck the table with the side of my fists, shattering the boards. I flung aside   the blanket and the captain's chair.
                "Do not go," said Samos. " It may be a trick to lure you to a trap."
                I smiled at him. "Of course," I said. "To those with whom we deal Telima is of no importance." I regarded him. "It is me they want," I said. "They shall not fail to have their opportunity."
                "Do not go," said Samos.
                "There is work to be done in the north," I said.
                "Let me go," said samos.
                "Mine," I said, " is the vengeance."
                I turned and strode toward the door of the hall. Luma fell back before me, her hand before her mouth.
                I saw that her eyes were deep, and very beautiful. She was frightened.
                "Precede me to my couch," I said.
                "I am free." She whispered.
                "Collar her," I said to Thurnock, "and send her to my couch."
                His hand closed on the arm of the thin blond scribe.
                "Clitus," I said, "send Sandra, the dancer, to my couch as well."
                "You freed her, Captain," smiled Clitus.
                "Collar her," I told him.
                "Yes, Captain," he said. I well remembered Sandra, with her black hair, brownish skin and high cheekbones. I wanted her.
                It had been long since I had had a woman.
                "Tab," said I.
                "Yes, Captain," said he
                "The two females," I told him, "have recently been free. Accordingly, as soon as they have been collared, force them to drink slave wine."
                "Yers, Captain," grinned Tab.
                Slave wine is bitter, intentionally so. Its effect lasts for more than a Gorean month. I did not wish the females to conceive. A female slave is taken off slave wine only when it is her master's intention to breed her.
                "The tarn, Captain?" asked Thurnock.
                "Have it saddled," I told him. " I leave shortly for the north."
                "Yes, Captain." He said.
                 
                Chapter 2                                                                                                The Temple of Kassau
                The incense stung my nostrils.
                It was hot in the temple, close, stifling. There were many bodies pressed about. It was not easy to see, for the clouds of incense   hung heavy in the air.
                The High Initiate of Kassau, a town at the northern brink of the forest, sat still in his white robes, in his tall hat, on the throne to the right, within the white rail that separated the sanctuary of Initiates from the common ground of the hall, where those not anointed by the grease of Priest-kings must stand.
                I heard a woman sobbing with emotion to my right. "Praise the Priest-Kings," she repeated endlessly to herself, nodding her head up and down
                Near her , bored, was a slender, blondish girl, looking about. He r hair was hung in a snood of scarlet yarn, bound with filaments of golden wire. She wore, over her   shoulder, a cape of white fur of the northern sea sleen. She had a scarlet vest,