me, and to know the meaning of the fight,
faint echoes of which had reached his prison cell. He told me that the
air patrol had captured him before he reached the high tower of the
palace, so that he had not even seen Sab Than.
We discovered that it would be futile to attempt to cut away the bars
and chains which held him prisoner, so, at his suggestion I returned to
search the bodies on the floor above for keys to open the padlocks of
his cell and of his chains.
Fortunately among the first I examined I found his jailer, and soon we
had Kantos Kan with us in the throne room.
The sounds of heavy firing, mingled with shouts and cries, came to us
from the city's streets, and Tars Tarkas hastened away to direct the
fighting without. Kantos Kan accompanied him to act as guide, the
green warriors commencing a thorough search of the palace for other
Zodangans and for loot, and Dejah Thoris and I were left alone.
She had sunk into one of the golden thrones, and as I turned to her she
greeted me with a wan smile.
"Was there ever such a man!" she exclaimed. "I know that Barsoom has
never before seen your like. Can it be that all Earth men are as you?
Alone, a stranger, hunted, threatened, persecuted, you have done in a
few short months what in all the past ages of Barsoom no man has ever
done: joined together the wild hordes of the sea bottoms and brought
them to fight as allies of a red Martian people."
"The answer is easy, Dejah Thoris," I replied smiling. "It was not I
who did it, it was love, love for Dejah Thoris, a power that would work
greater miracles than this you have seen."
A pretty flush overspread her face and she answered,
"You may say that now, John Carter, and I may listen, for I am free."
"And more still I have to say, ere it is again too late," I returned.
"I have done many strange things in my life, many things that wiser men
would not have dared, but never in my wildest fancies have I dreamed of
winning a Dejah Thoris for myself--for never had I dreamed that in all
the universe dwelt such a woman as the Princess of Helium. That you
are a princess does not abash me, but that you are you is enough to
make me doubt my sanity as I ask you, my princess, to be
It is one of the few that has retained its freedom, and this despite the fact that its ancient diamond mines are the richest known and, unlike practically all the other fields, are today apparently as inexhaustible as ever.Page 11
" "I do not wish my freedom if it will separate me from you, Tara of Helium," replied Uthia.Page 14
Following the meal Dejah Thoris and The Warlord played at jetan, the Barsoomian game of chess, which is played upon a board of a hundred alternate black and orange squares.Page 28
Had she known the nature of the creature lurking there half its menace would have vanished.Page 69
He did not know it but he would not even have the poor satisfaction of satisfied revenge, since he was not capable of feeling so abstruse a sentiment.Page 77
Tara tested the control, raising and lowering the ship a few feet within the walled space.Page 100
"She mentioned, I believe, that she and her companions had not eaten for several days.Page 106
While it was thus engaged Ghek took his spider-like way along the table to the opposite end where lay the key to the fetter.Page 126
" "He is right," said a deep voice.Page 128
"Do as I tell you and do it quickly," whispered the kaldane.Page 134
"After we are at work you shall tell us of her.Page 135
"Ey! is it not fine?" cried the little old man.Page 136
And then the pleasure of preparing them and making them even more beautiful than in life partially recompenses one for their loss.Page 159
right to deliver his message?" "To whom would you deliver it?" asked the padwar of the guard.Page 172
At sight of them the warriors who had remained with the jeddak leaped to their feet with drawn swords, thinking that their fellows were pursued by many enemies; but no one followed them into the room, and the three chieftains came and stood before O-Tar with bowed heads and trembling knees.Page 175
I may come and go at will, through the ancient burrows of the ulsios;.Page 178
"She is no Corphal and she is a princess--a princess of Helium, and, by the golden hair of the Holy Hekkador, she is beautiful.Page 181
"Why did you not come to me with your apprehensions?" demanded O-Tar.Page 182
" "What do they want?" demanded O-Tar.Page 194
"Stop, coward!" cried I-Gos.