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reposes in the House of Cernus."
     
    "It is a dangerous thing you are doing, Elizabeth," said Kuurus.
     
    "You had best call me Vella," said she, "for that is the name I am known by in the House of Cernus."
     
    He gathered her in his arms, and she kissed him. "I have missed you," said she, "Tarl Cabot."
     
    "And I have missed you, too," I said.
     
    I kissed her.
     
    "We must speak of our work," I mumbled, "our plans and purposes, and how we may achieve them."
     
    "The business of Priest-Kings and such," said she, "is surely less important than our present activities."
     
    I mumbled something, but she would hear nothing of it, and suddenly feeling her in my arms I laughed and held her to me, and she laughed, and whispered, "I love you, Tarl Cabot," and I said to her, "Kuurus, Kuurus---of the Caste of Assassins," and she said, "Yes, Kuurus---and poor Vella of the House of Cernus---picked up on the street and brought to this place, given no choice but to serve the pleasure of a man who is not even her master---cruel Kuurus!"
     
    We fell to kissing and touching and loving, and after some time she whispered, eyes bright, "Ah Kuurus, you well know how to use a wench."
     
    "Be quiet," Kuurus told her, "Slave Girl."
     
    "Yes, Master," she said.
     
    I reached over and put the bit of Pleasure Silk under her, that it might be wrinkled and bear the stains of her sweat.
     
    "Clever, Master," said she, smiling.
     
    "Be silent, Slave Girl," I warned her, and she heeded my injunction, for she then, for better than an Ahn, served in a silence that was exquisite, broken only by our breathing, her small moans, and cries.
     
    3 - THE GAME
     
    When I deemed it wise to depart from Vella, I knotted her yellow slave livery about her neck and cried out, "Be gone, Slave!" and then slapped my hands together at which juncture she let forth a howl as though she had been struck, and then, blubbering hysterically and crying out, she scrambled from the alcove, hastily and awkwardly, half falling, descended the narrow ladder and fled weeping from the Paga tavern, much to the delight and amusement of the customers below.
     
    A few moments later I emerged, descended the ladder and went to the proprietor of the shop, throwing the bit of soiled Pleasure Silk and the slave chains to the counter. I looked at him and he did not ask for pay, but looked away, and so I left the tavern and entered the street.
     
    It was still light and in the early evening.
     
    I was not much afraid of being recognized. I had dyed my hair black. I had not been in Ar in several years. I wore the habiliments of the Caste of Assassins.
     
    I looked about myself.
     
    I have always been impressed with Ar, for it is the largest, the most populous and the most luxurious city of all known Gor. Its walls, its countless cylinders, its spires and towers, its lights, its beacons, the high bridges, the lamps, the lanterns of the bridges, are unbelievably exciting and fantastic, particularly as seen from the more lofty bridges or the roofs of the higher cylinders. But perhaps they are the most marvelous when seen at night from tarnback.
     
    I remembered the night, so many years ago, when I had first streaked over the walls of Ar, on the Planting Feast, and had made the strike of a tarnsman for the Home Stone of Gor's greatest city, Glorious Ar. As I could I put these thoughts from my mind, but I could not fully escape them, for among them was the memory of a girl, she, Talena, the daughter of the Ubar of Ubars, Marlenus, who so many years before had been the Free Companion of a simple Warrior of Ko-ro-ba, he who had been torn from her at the will of Priest-Kings and returned to distant Earth, there to wait until he was needed again for another turn of play in the harsh games of Gor. When the city of Ko-ro-ba had been destroyed by Priest-Kings and its people scattered, no two to stand together, the girl had disappeared. The Warrior of Ko-ro-ba had never found her. He did not know