“Targo is a minor slaver, of little account,” said the girl.
“Targo is a minor slaver, of little account,” said the girl. “Once, perhaps, he was well off, but not now. He claims to have once, albeit unwittingly, sold the very tatrix of Tharna. The Cosians have robbed him of girls, some say his best, claimedly for taxes, time and time again. He must guard every tarsk-bit, as an urt its last sa-tarna seed. Targo is poor. He is nearly destitute. He is nothing.”
Prize of Gor, p. 228-229