the waters and
devour you! It is frightful.
But they did not come, and at last I came to the conclusion that I was
indeed alone within the temple. 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.
Several times I called to Ja, but he must have left after I tumbled
into the tank, for I received no response to my cries. Doubtless he
had felt as certain of my doom when he saw me topple from our hiding
place as I had, and lest he too should be discovered, had hastened from
the temple and back to his village.
I knew that there must be some entrance to the building beside the
doorways in the roof, for it did not seem reasonable to believe that
the thousands of slaves which were brought here to feed the Mahars the
human flesh they craved would all be carried through the air, and so I
continued my search until at last it was rewarded by the discovery of
several loose granite blocks in the masonry at one end of the temple.
A little effort proved sufficient to dislodge enough of these stones to
permit me to crawl through into the clearing, and a moment later I had
scurried across the intervening space to the dense jungle beyond.
Here I sank panting and trembling upon the matted grasses beneath the
giant trees, for I felt that I had escaped from the grinning fangs of
death out of the depths of my own grave. Whatever dangers lay hidden
in this island jungle, there could be none so fearsome as those which I
had just escaped. I knew that I could meet death bravely enough if it
but came in the form of some familiar beast or man--anything other than
the hideous and uncanny Mahars.
THE FACE OF DEATH
I MUST HAVE FALLEN ASLEEP FROM EXHAUSTION. When I awoke I was very
hungry, and after busying myself searching for fruit for a while, I set
off through the jungle to find the beach. I knew that the island was
not so large but that I could easily find the sea if I did but move in
a straight line, but there came the difficulty as there was no way in
which I could direct my course and hold it, the sun, of course, being
always directly above my head, and the trees so thickly set that I
could see no distant object which might
Upon their shoulders were heads that seemed human, yet which the girl intuitively sensed were not human.Page 51
She had watched from her window the opening and closing of the gate that led from the enclosure out into the fields and she knew how the great latch operated.Page 68
nothing for it but to risk all on a bold bid for fortune, or drift helplessly past without hope of returning through the banth-infested valley, from many points of which he could now hear the roars and growls of these fierce Barsoomian lions.Page 72
Instantly the latter was transformed to a sentient creature, filled with pulsing life and alert energy.Page 74
"Since it not only told that you were a prisoner here; but it saved me from the banths as I was crossing the valley from the hills to this tower into which I saw them take you this afternoon after your brave attempt at escape.Page 77
Tara tested the control, raising and lowering the ship a few feet within the walled space.Page 84
It must be old indeed.Page 87
Upon the opposite side rose buildings of an architecture unknown to him, yet strangely beautiful.Page 95
The arches were of white marble, apparently quarried in single, huge blocks from which each arch was cut complete.Page 115
These are games indeed--the very best that are seen.Page 120
So this was the secret of the seeming mystery? Doubtless it explained many other similar disappearances that extended nearly as far back as the history of Gathol.Page 128
Here was a labyrinth of passages and chambers presenting a thousand hiding-places.Page 139
For a time he passed room after room filled with the cunningly preserved dead of Manator, many of which were piled in tiers after the manner that firewood is corded, and as he moved through corridor and chamber he noticed hieroglyphics painted upon the walls above every opening and at each fork or crossing of corridors, until by observation he reached the conclusion that these indicated the designations of passageways, so that one who understood them might travel quickly and surely through the pits; but Turan did not understand them.Page 145
Val Dor, the Heliumite, and Floran, the volunteer from Gathol, were of great assistance to him, since one or the other of them knew most of the slaves from whom his selection was to be made.Page 149
"I did but just recognize him through his disguise.Page 155
He played with him terribly as a carnivore plays with its victim in the instant before the kill.Page 163
In one of these apartments he was found dead, his face contorted in an expression of fear so horrible that it drove to madness those who looked upon it; yet there was no mark of violence upon him.Page 179
You shall have seven days in which to prepare for the great honor that O-Tar is conferring upon you, and at this hour of the seventh day you shall become an empress and the wife of O-Tar in the throne room of the jeddaks of Manator.Page 181
" O-Tar had slumped down upon his bench--suddenly he looked shrunken and tired and old.Page 190
He had spent an hour in the chamber of O-Mai and he was not dead! He had looked upon the face of his predecessor and was still sane! He shook himself and smiled.