These are relevant references from the Books where Arrest is mentioned.
I make no pronouncements on these matters, but report them as I find them.
Arrive at your own conclusions.
I wish you well,
"You are under arrest," said the guardsman.
"In whose name?" I demanded.
"In the name of Lara," said the man, "Tatrix of Tharna."
When I had emerged from the tavern of Tasdron I had been suddenly surrounded by guardsmen in the livery of Port Cos. Several crossbows were trained on me.
"Do not draw your weapon," I had been told. "Do not resist."
"Is this he?" had asked the leader of the guardsmen.
"It is he," had said Miss Henderson.
"You are under arrest," had said the leader of the guardsmen.
"On what charge?" I asked.
"Vagrancy," said the leader of the guardsmen.
"Twice, rather recently, I have heard from the Sardar," he said, "once some ten days ago, and once yesterday."
"What is the import of these messages?" I inquired.
"They pertain to the arrest and detention of one who is reputed to be an enemy of Priest-Kings."
"Who is he?" I inquired. "Perhaps I can be of assistance in his apprehension."
"His name," said Samos, "is Tarl Cabot."
"How long have they been there?" I asked.
"Only a little while," he said. I found that of interest. Planned arrests are normally made at dawn.
"Why are you informing me of this?" I asked.
"You are a tenant," he said. "Too, you have paid your rent. Too, I do not want any arrests made in my insula. That might be bad for its reputation."
"Thank you," I said. I pressed a coin into his hand.
"That is not necessary," he said, but took it. He was, after all, a businessman.
"You are Tarl of Port Kar?" asked a man.
"Alii!" moaned Achiates.
"Yes," I said, "Captain."
"May I have your sword, please?" he inquired. There were now some fifteen or twenty fellows behind him. There was not much room in the doorway to draw, let alone to wield the weapon. Yet I was not covered by crossbows. Too, none of the men had lowered their spears or drawn their weapons.
"On what grounds?" I asked.
"You are under arrest," he said.
Also, it might be mentioned that dice are sometimes tampered with, or specially prepared, to favor certain numbers. These, I suppose, using the Earth term, might be spoken of as "loaded." My friend, the actor, magician, impresario and whatnot, Boots Tarsk-Bit, once narrowly escaped an impalement in Besnit on the charge of using false dice. He was, however, it seems, framed. At any rate the charges were dismissed when a pair of identical false dice turned up in the pouch of the arresting magistrate, the original pair having, interestingly, at about the same time, vanished.
Seremides and most members of the High Council were in attendance. Certain other members of the High Council were asserted to be indisposed. Some rumors had it that they were under house arrest.
"I suspect," I said, "that these arrests are more the work of Seremides, and Antonius, of the High Council."
"I assume," said Marcus, "that he is the Mirus Torus who was the executive officer of the High Council before Gnieus Lelius, and later held the same office under the regency of Gnieus Lelius."
"I think I have heard of him," I said.
"For some months he was under house arrest," said Marcus.
"I wonder," said Addison Steele, "what became of the rogue, Decius of Venna."
"Escaping in the confusion at the Skerry of Lars," I said, "I suspect he returned to Venna."
"Perhaps not," said Addison Steele. "It is rumored a warrant for his arrest awaits him there."
"I have a warrant for the arrest of Aktis of Nicosia," said the leader of the uniformed men, slapping his hand on his wallet.
Few thieves arrest themselves.
Free women were not allowed in the tavern. In some cities a free woman foolish enough to enter the precincts of a tavern is arrested, stripped, branded, collared, and sold.
"Arrest him," said a council member.
"As soon as you crossed the pomerium of Ar," said Samos, "did he, or even his most subordinate officer, harbor the least suspicion that you might entertain even a modicum of sympathy for the former treasonous Ubara, you would be seized and placed under arrest."
"Am I under arrest?" I asked. "Are you duly authorized officers of Jad?"
"In a sense," he said.
"Secret guardsmen?" I asked.
"We may be deemed so," he said. "We, and others, are charged with the security of the state of Cos."
"You dare not go to Ar," said Xenon. "You are proscribed. Impalement would follow on arrest."