Clerk

I met many Goreans, other than Torm, in these weeks free Goreans, mostly of the Caste of Scribes and the Caste of Warriors. The Scribes, of course, are the scholars and clerks of Gor, and there are divisions and rankings within the group, from simple copiers to the savants of the city.
Tarnsman of Gor     Book 1     Page 44

On the first time they accompanied me I obtained a marking stick, used by Mul clerks in various commissaries and warehouses, and inscribed their appropriate letters on the left shoulders of their plastic tunics. Now I could tell them apart.
Priest-Kings of Gor     Book 3     Page 140

The clerk, at my request writing the expense down to Sarm, informed me that I would promptly have to have the new tunic imprinted with the scent-patterns pertaining to my identity, record-scars, etc.
Priest-Kings of Gor     Book 3     Page 208

Clerks, with parchment scrolls, were circulating among the altars, presumably, I would guess, noting the names of haruspexes, their peoples, and their findings.
Nomads of Gor     Book 4     Page 173

Many castes, incidentally, have branches and divisions. Lawyers and Scholars, for example, and Record Keepers, Teachers, Clerks, Historians and Accountants are all Scribes.
Assassin of Gor     Book 5     Page 208

The auctioneer went to her and pulled the hair from her mouth, then threw it back over her right shoulder. He smoothed her hair then, on both sides and in the back. He might have been a clerk adjusting merchandise on a counter.
Explorers of Gor     Book 13     Page 44

I remembered that pretty, mercenary, greedy little clerk at the perfume counter.
Kajira of Gor     Book 19     Page 283

To the left of the praetor's officer, to our right, as we faced him, below him, on the floor level, on a bench, behind a table, was a court's clerk.

"You are the Lady Constanzia, of the city of Besnit?" inquired the praetor's officer.

"I am," she said.

"You have been the object of ransom capture," said the praetor's officer.

"Yes your honor," she said.

He then addressed himself to the court's clerk. "There is no difficulty as to the matter of her identity?" he asked.

"No, your honor," said the clerk. "Her fingerprints tally with those taken shortly after her delivery to Treve by the abductors."

"Have the agents of the redemptor accepted her as the Lady Constanzia?" inquired the praetor's officer.

"They have, your honor," said the clerk.

"In virtue of interrogations and such?"

"Yes, your honor."

"There is the matter of the slipper."

"It is here," said the clerk. He produced a tiny, jeweled, muchly embroidered slipper. It might have cost more than many slaves.

The praetor's officer nodded to the clerk and carried the slipper to the Lady Constanzia, who took it in her hands, and looked upon it.

"Do you recognize it?" asked the praetor's officer.

"Yes, your honor," she said. "It is mine."

"It matches with that brought by the agent of the redemptor?" asked the praetor's officer.

"Yes, your honor," said the clerk. He then took it back from the Lady Constanzia and returned to his desk.

The court of the commercial praetor of the high city of Treve," said the praetor's officer, "accepts the prisoner as the Lady Constanzia of Besnit."

The clerk made a notation on his records.

"You are now within the custody of the court of the commercial praetor of Treve," said the officer.

"I understand, your honor," she said.

"There is also the matter of the necklace," said the praetor's officer.

The clerk then produced, holding it out, a large, impressive necklace, with many strands, containing many stones. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Do you recognize the necklace?" asked the praetor's officer.

"It seems to be that which I selected in the shop of the jeweler in Besnit, before my abduction," she said.

"It is," he said.

"Yes, your honor," she said.

"And was it not to obtain such a thing that you went to the jeweler's shop?"

"It was, your honor," she said.

"Were you not careless of your safety?" he asked.

"Yes, your honor," she said.

"It was not wise, was it?" he asked.

"No, your honor."

"And then you were captured?"

"Yes, your honor."

"Why did you enter the shop?" he asked.

"To obtain such a thing, or things," she said. "I wanted such things."

"But you were rich."

"I wanted more," she said.

"Such greed," he said, "is unbecoming in a free woman."

"Yes, your honor."

"It would be more appropriate," he said, "in a slave girl."

"Yes, your honor," she said.

"Destroy the necklace," said the praetor's officer to the clerk.

"Your honor!" cried the Lady Constanzia.

"It is paste," said the praetor's officer.

We watched as the clerk struck a fire-maker, one used to melt wax for seals, and set the flame to the necklace. The flames sped from paste stone to paste stone, and the whole was then dropped to the side, flickering and smoldering.

"Such things are seldom used in ransom captures," said the praetor's officer. "They are usually used in luring of free women by slavers."
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 508s - 509

"It is to be done in this fashion," he said to the clerk. "She is to be stripped and branded, and put in a holding collar. She is also to be gagged, for her words, her pleas, her remonstrations or such, will be of no avail, nor will they be of interest to those of the house of William, in Harfax.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 511

The clerk nodded, and, lifting his hand, summoned the guards of the court.
. . .

What business was now to be done could be handled by the clerk, and diverse minions, of the court.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Pages 512 - 513

"Our business here is done," said the clerk, he having signed over the prisoner to the pit master. "I wish you well."

"I wish you well," said the pit master.

The clerk with the court guards then withdrew, exiting through the same portal by means of which they had entered the chamber.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 543

And, as an oarsman, I would have little if any information pertaining to rich cargoes and secret schedulings. Clerks would know more of that than I.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 34

Some Warriors take pride in their inability to read, regarding that skill as unworthy of them, as being more appropriate to record keepers, tradesmen, clerks, and such, and some who can read take pains to conceal the fact.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 516

"Recently," said Kurik, "at the behest of Decius Albus, I, in the guise of a merchant envoy from a mythical city, Mytilene, was introduced in, and entertained in, the Commerce Court, one of the receiving courts of the palace, and there, in that guise, met numerous officiaries, administrators, dignitaries, guests, clerks, and such, most having one thing or another to do with the commerce of Ar.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 476

I had not realized how important, and to so many, might be the recovery or acquisition of the former Lady Julia Leta of Ar, nor how widespread and diligent, how complex, and how costly, might be the efforts to achieve that aim. I could not understand how the peculations of a larcenous clerk, petty and vain, could warrant such concern and attention.
Quarry of Gor     Book 35     Page 296

Seremides, by two clerks of the court, was assisted to the dais of questioning.
Warriors of Gor     Book 37     Page 323

Given the fine acoustics of the theater of Publius, I could easily hear numbers being called out as ostraka, toward the rear of the orchestra area, were being extracted from a large bowl by a blindfolded little girl. Here and there in the stands, as a number would be called out by a clerk of the court, there was a cry of delight from one or another free woman.
Warriors of Gor     Book 37     Page 341

"The determination has been made," said the chief clerk. "The prisoner and the slave referred to in the documentation are one and the same."
Warriors of Gor     Book 37     Page 353

The ten examining women had relieved her of the pearls and jewels with which she had been adorned. As these, like her garments, had been furnished by the state, the examining women had turned them over to the chief clerk who had then, interestingly, divided them amongst them, presumably compensating them for their work in establishing the slave's identity.
. . .

"Bring me clothing!" screamed Talena. "I am free. I am a free woman. I am not a slave! I am not a vendible domestic beast!" "Have you permission to speak, Girl?" inquired the chief clerk. "I need no permission to speak!" cried Talena. "I speak when, and as, I wish. I am a free woman!" "Slaves have no right to clothing," said the chief clerk.
Warriors of Gor     Book 37     Page 354

"Tarsk, sleen!" cried Talena." Beware," warned the chief clerk.
. . .

"Bring a whip," said Decius Albus to the chief clerk.
Warriors of Gor     Book 37     Page 356

"The man, the clerk, the official, the functionary, in blue-," I said.

"The Scribe," he said.

"-did not specify a given number of strokes," I said.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 31

This afternoon we had not entered Venna. The Masters' suspicions had been aroused by the party fraudulently representing itself as welcoming Vennan officials, proffering inexpensive, convenient quarters in the city.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 557