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seraglio, sending her in chains to the lower levels, where, with low-order slave
girls, she might be used to serve the lusts of her raiders. Lana s eyes shone with
pleasure. I had found her acceptable. I had, furthermore, indicated this upon her
flesh. She would now be done with the seraglio. She would now have to do with
free men, with true men, she the slave. She lay bound and gagged, proudly. She
stretched her body, as she could, luxuriantly, reveling in the sensation in her body
and the feel of the coolness of the tiles upon her flesh.
I noted that Hassan, following my example, had also indicated his pleasure on the
flesh of the other girl.
We must leave soon, he said.
There are two guards outside the outer door, I said. They will expect me, soon,
to bring you through.
Surely, said he, I should be better dressed for riding in the night.
One of the guards outside the outer door, I said, may perhaps be persuaded to
loan you garments, weapons and accouterments.
He would be a good fellow, indeed, said Hassan.
They seemed to me good fellows, I said.
13 An Acouaintance is Renewed
My left foot broke through the crust of salt. Kill us! Kill us! I heard a man cry. I
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heard the stroke of the lash behind me, and another cry, long miserable. My left
leg, to the thigh, slipped into the brittle layers of crust. I fell, unable to break my
fall because of the manacles confining my wrists at my waist, fastened to the loop
of chain, burning in the sun, about my waist. I could not see, for the slave hood.
My back, and body, burned. Our feet, to the knees, were wrapped in leather, but,
in many places, in making our way across the crusts, the weight of our bodies
forced us deeper than this into the crusts. The salt, working its way into the leather
wrappings, found its way to the feet, I could feel blood inside the wrappings.
Some men, though I did not know how many, had gone lame. They were no
longer with the chain. They had been left behind, their throats cut, lying in the
crusts. The chain on the collar at my throat jerked. I lay still for a precious
moment in the burning crusts. The lash struck me. The chain jerked again and I
struggled to my feet. Again the lash fell. I stumbled on. The path is broken by a
kaiila, whose long, haired legs, with broad pads, break through, and lift themselves
free, of the crusts,
I did not think a woman could hold you, had said the man.
Scarcely had Hassan and I, clad in the garments of guards, astride kaiila taken
from the stables of Tarna s kasbah, emerged from the fortress s gate than, on the
path to Red Rock, clouds of riders had swept before us. Wheeling our kaiila we
had sought escape, only to discover we were surrounded. In the bright moonlight
of Gor s three moons we turned. On every side were riders, many with crossbows.
We have been waiting for you, said one of the riders. Will it be necessary to
kill the kaiila? The riders were veiled in red.
No, had said Hassan. He had disarmed himself, and dismounted. I followed his
example.
Ropes were put on our throat; our hands were tied behind our backs.
On foot, among our captors, tethered by the neck to saddle rings, bound, we
trudged to the larger of the pair of kasbahs, that other than Tarna s. The journey
was not long, only some two pasangs.
At the foot of the great gate we stopped. The walls were more than seventy feet
high. The battlements, square and looming, of which there were seventeen,
assuming general symmetry and counting the two flanking the central gate, soared
to ninety feet. The front wall was some four hundred feet in length; the side walls
were some four hundred and fifty feet in length. The walls in such a kasbah are
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several feet thick, formed of stones and mud brick; the walls in this kasbah, as in
most, too, were covered with a sheen of plaster, whitish pink, which, in the years
of exposure to the heat and sun, as is common, had flaked abundantly.
You are Tarl Cabot, said the leader of the men who had captured us, indicating
me.
I shrugged. Hassan looked at me.
And you, said the man, indicating Hassan, are Hassan, the bandit.
It is possible, admitted Hassan.
It is as naked prisoners that you will enter this kasbah, said the man.
We were stripped by the scimitar.
Naked, bound, standing in the sand, tethered, surrounded by kaiila, and riders, we
looked up at the lofty walls of flaking plaster, the battlements flanking the great
gate. The moonlight reflected from the walls of pinkish, flaking plaster.
Two of the kaiila snorted, pawing the sand.
The great gate, on its heavy hinges, opening in the middle, slowly swung back.
We faced the opening.
You two have been troublesome, said the rider. You will be troublesome no
more.
We could see the whitish courtyard, its sand, beyond the gate, lamps set in walls.
Whose kasbah is this? I asked.
It can be only, said Hassan, the kasbah of the Guard of the Dunes.
That of the Salt Ubar? I asked.
That, agreed Hassan. I had heard of the Salt Ubar, or the Guard of the Dunes.
The location of his kasbah is secret. Probably, other than his own men, only some
few hundred know of it, primarily merchants high in the salt trade, and few of
them would know its exact location. Whereas salt may be obtained from sea water
and by burning seaweed, as is sometimes done in Torvaldsland, and there are
various districts on Gor where salt, solid or in solution, may be obtained, by far
the most extensive and richest of known Gor s salt deposits are to be found
concentrated in the Tahari. Tahari salt accounts, in its varieties, I would suspect,
for some twenty percent of the salt and salt-related products, such as medicines
and antiseptics, preservatives, cleansers, bleaches, bottle glass, which contains
soda ash, taken from salt, and tanning chemicals, used on known Gor. Salt is a
trading commodity par excellence. There are areas on Gor where salt serves as a
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currency, being weighed and exchanged much as precious metals. The major
protection and control of the Tahari salt, of course, lies in its remoteness, the salt
districts, of which there are several, being scattered and isolated in the midst of the
dune country, in the long caravan journeys required, and the difficulty or
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