compare with that occasionally experienced in dreams.
And as I crossed Phutra's flower-bespangled plain that time I seemed
almost to fly, though how much of the sensation was due to Perry's
suggestion and how much to actuality I am sure I do not know. The more
I thought of Perry the less pleasure I took in my new-found freedom.
There could be no liberty for me within Pellucidar unless the old man
shared it with me, and only the hope that I might find some way to
encompass his release kept me from turning back to Phutra.
Just how I was to help Perry I could scarce imagine, but I hoped that
some fortuitous circumstance might solve the problem for me. It was
quite evident however that little less than a miracle could aid me, for
what could I accomplish in this strange world, naked and unarmed? It
was even doubtful that I could retrace my steps to Phutra should I once
pass beyond view of the plain, and even were that possible, what aid
could I bring to Perry no matter how far I wandered?
The case looked more and more hopeless the longer I viewed it, yet with
a stubborn persistency I forged ahead toward the foothills. Behind me
no sign of pursuit developed, before me I saw no living thing. It was
as though I moved through a dead and forgotten world.
I have no idea, of course, how long it took me to reach the limit of
the plain, but at last I entered the foothills, following a pretty
little canyon upward toward the mountains. Beside me frolicked a
laughing brooklet, hurrying upon its noisy way down to the silent sea.
In its quieter pools I discovered many small fish, of four-or
five-pound weight I should imagine. In appearance, except as to size
and color, they were not unlike the whale of our own seas. As I
watched them playing about I discovered, not only that they suckled
their young, but that at intervals they rose to the surface to breathe
as well as to feed upon certain grasses and a strange, scarlet lichen
which grew upon the rocks just above the water line.
It was this last habit that gave me the opportunity I craved to capture
one of these herbivorous cetaceans--that is what Perry calls them--and
make as good a meal as one can on raw, warm-blooded fish; but I had
become rather used, by this time, to the eating of food in its natural
state, though I still balked
There was no need for words--at least none that I could imagine, unless Perry desired to pray.Page 21
Perry was on his knees, praying.Page 22
Then they returned to us, and one who seemed to have authority among them directed that we be brought with them.Page 28
For a moment she stood thus in silence, and then her head went high, and she turned her back upon me as she had upon Hooja.Page 29
Finally they fell upon us, beating us with their spear shafts, and hatchets.Page 32
A more hideous thing it would be impossible to imagine.Page 42
As the animal approached the two, bellowing and pawing the ground with the strength of many earthly bulls, another door directly beneath us was opened, and from it issued the most terrific roar that ever had fallen upon my outraged ears.Page 44
I ran to the right, passing several exits choked with the fear mad mob that were battling to escape.Page 48
A cry of rage rose from the owner of the primitive craft, and an instant later his heavy, stone-tipped spear grazed my shoulder and buried itself in the bow of the boat beyond.Page 60
How long I should be alone was the next question to assail me as I swam frantically about once more in search of a means to escape.Page 63
Presently I stood upon the beach looking out over the wide and lonely sea across whose forbidding bosom no human being had yet ventured, to discover what strange and mysterious lands lay beyond, or what its invisible islands held of riches, wonders, or adventure.Page 65
Instead he merely trotted along behind me.Page 78
It looked not unlike a button-hook, but was much smaller, and its point was sharpened.Page 86
On either side rose precipitous cliffs of gorgeous, parti-colored rock, while beneath our feet a thick mountain grass formed a soft and noiseless carpet.Page 91
The sides of the opposite hills were green with verdure, for a great forest.Page 95
He has been pursuing me across many lands.Page 97
For a while I kept still.Page 99
He was too close for a careful bowshot, but I let drive at him as he came, without taking aim.Page 106
Once they had been armed with swords, and bows and arrows, and trained in their use we were confident that they could overcome any tribe that seemed disinclined to join the great army of federated states with which we were planning to march upon the Mahars.Page 114
It varied but little from the former one which had brought us from the outer to the inner world.