Edgar Rice Burroughs,
The Gods of Mars
(1918)
“ THE PRISON ISLE OF SHADOR IN THE outer gardens to which the guard now escorted me, I found Xodar surrounded by a crowd of noble blacks. They were reviling and cursing him. The men slapped his face. The women spat upon him. When I appeared they turned their attentions toward me. "Ah," cried one, "so this is the creature who overcame the great Xodar bare-handed. Let us see how it was done." "Let him bind Thurid," suggested a beautiful woman, laughing. "Thurid is a noble Dator. Let Thurid show the dog what it means to face a real man." "Yes, Thurid! Thurid!" cried a dozen voices. ”
