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wrists and tied them together, with her own hair, before her body, leaving a length of the hair for a leading tether.
    She looked up at the oarsman.
    "See that you continue to prove adequate," said Samos.
    "yes, Master!" she said.
    She was then drawn to her feet by the hair tether and, bound, was led across the tiles to the oarsman's place.
    "Tula!" called a man. "Let Tula dance!"
    Several men shouted their agreement to this. A long-legged brunette was thrust to the center of the tiles. She had high cheekbones, a tannish skin and a golden collar. Her bit of silk was ripped from her.
    "Tula!" cried men, and, sensuously, she lifted her arms, and standing, excitingly posed, awaited the instruction of the music. She would show the men what true dancing could be.
    Across the room I saw she who had been Lady Rowena of Lydius, her arms, her wrists still bound with her own hair, about the neck of the oarsman. His hands were one her. Her lips were pressed fervently to his. He lowered her to the tiles beside his table.
    The music began and Tula danced. I saw other girls moving closer to the tables, subtly taking more prominent positions, hoping perhaps thereby to be more visible to the men. Tula was Samos' finest dancer. There was much competition among his girls for the second position. My own finest dancer was a wench named Sandra. Some others, for example, Arlene, Janice, Evelyn, Mira and Vella, were also quite good.
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    She who had been the former Lady Rowena of Lydius suddenly cried out.
    "It is your move," I told Samos.
    "I know," he said.
    He moved his Ubara's Rider of the High Tharlarion to Ubara's Builder Three. This seemed a weak move. It did open the Ubara's Initiate's Diagonal. My Ubar's Rider of the High Tharlarion was amply protected. I utilized the initial three-space option of the Ubar's Scribe's Spearman. I would then, later, bring the Ubar's Builder to Ubar's Scribe One, to bring pressure to bear on the Ubar's Scribe's file. Samos did not seem to be playing his usual game. His opening, in particular, had been erratic. he had prematurely advanced significant pieces, and then had lost time in withdrawing them. It was as though he had desired to take some significant action, or had felt that he should, but had been unwilling to do so.
    He moved a spearman, diffidently.
    "That seems a weak move," I said.
    He shrugged.
    I brought the Ubar's Builder to Ubar's Scribe One. To be sure, his opening had caused me to move certain pieces more than once in my own opening.
    Tula now swayed lasciviously, insistently, forwardly, before the table. I saw Linda, kneeling somewhat behind Samos, regard her with fury. Slave girls commonly compete shamelessly for the favor of the master. Tula, with those long, tannish legs, the high cheekbones, the wild, black hair, the golden collar, was very beautiful. It is pleasant to own women. But Samos paid her little, or no, attention. With a toss of her head she spun away. She would spend the night in the arms of another.
    Samos made another move and so, too, did I.
    I heard soft gasps and cries from across the room, the fall of a goblet, and squirming. The former Lady Rowena of Lydius's hands were no longer bound but they were now held above and behind her head, each wrist in the hands of a different man. She was on her back, thrown across one of the low tables.
    Tonight, Samos seemed off his game.
    I wondered if anything might be wrong.
    "Did you want to see me?" I asked. It was unusual for Samos to invite me to his holding simply for a game of kaissa.
    He did not respond. He continued to regard the board. Samos played well, but he was not an enthusiast for the game. he had told me once he preferred a different kaissa, one of politics and men.
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    "I do not think you brought m e here to play kaissa," I said.
    He did not respond.
    "Guard your Ubar," I said.
    He withdrew the piece.
    "have you heard aught of Kurii?" I asked.
    "Little or nothing," he said.
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