“Who am I?” I asked.

“Who am I?” I asked.
“The name ‘Lita’ will do, for the time,” he said.
“That is a very common slave name,” I said. I had known at least eleven girls in my various slaveries, in the last months, who had borne that name. It is pronounced “Leeta.”
“Yes,” he said.
“And it is a Gorean name,” I said, “not a barbarian name.”
“True,” he said.
“Then my name will not mark me as a barbarian,” I said.
“No,” he said.
“I cannot read,” I said. “May I know what is on my collar?”
“Of course,” he said. “It says, ‘I am the slave of Tullius Quintus, of Ar’.”
“Then my name will not appear on my collar,” I said, “not even the name ‘Lita’?”
“No,” he said.

Plunder of Gor, p. 111

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