Nomads of Gor - selected highlights.

"But it does seem to me," she said, "that you might share in such chores."

"I am the commander of a Thousand," I said.

"What difference does that make?" she asked.

"It makes a great deal of difference!" I shouted.

"You needn't shout," she said.

My eye glanced at the slave chains under the slave ring.

"Of course," said Elizabeth, "we could regard it as a division of labor of sorts."

"Good," I said.

"On the other hand," she mused, "you might rent a slave for such work."

"All right," I said, looking at her. "I will rent a slave."

"But you can't trust slaves," said Elizabeth.

With a cry of rage I nearly spilled my wine.

"You nearly spilled your wine," said Elizabeth.

The institution of freedom for women, I decided, as many Goreans believed, was a mistake.