powerful arms and carrying him. While
the act cut down Ghak's speed he still could travel faster thus than
when half supporting the stumbling old man.
THE SLY ONE
THE SAGOTHS WERE GAINING ON US RAPIDLY, FOR once they had sighted us
they had greatly increased their speed. On and on we stumbled up the
narrow canyon that Ghak had chosen to approach the heights of Sari. 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. Since we had entered the canyon we had had no
glimpse of our pursuers, and I was commencing to hope that they had
lost our trail and that we would reach the now rapidly nearing cliffs
in time to scale them before we should be overtaken.
Ahead we neither saw nor heard any sign which might betoken the success
of Hooja's mission. By now he should have reached the outposts of the
Sarians, and we should at least hear the savage cries of the tribesmen
as they swarmed to arms in answer to their king's appeal for succor.
In another moment the frowning cliffs ahead should be black with
primeval warriors. But nothing of the kind happened--as a matter of
fact the Sly One had betrayed us. At the moment that we expected to
see Sarian spearmen charging to our relief at Hooja's back, the craven
traitor was sneaking around the outskirts of the nearest Sarian
village, that he might come up from the other side when it was too late
to save us, claiming that he had become lost among the mountains.
Hooja still harbored ill will against me because of the blow I had
struck in Dian's protection, and his malevolent spirit was equal to
sacrificing us all that he might be revenged upon me.
As we drew nearer the barrier cliffs and no sign of rescuing Sarians
appeared Ghak became both angry and alarmed, and presently as the sound
of rapidly approaching pursuit fell upon our ears, he called to me over
his shoulder that we were lost.
A backward glance gave me a glimpse of the first of the Sagoths at the
far end of a considerable stretch of canyon through which we had just
passed, and then a sudden turning shut the ugly creature from my view;
but the loud howl of triumphant rage which rose behind us was evidence
that the gorilla-man had sighted us.
Again the canyon veered sharply to the left, but to the right another
branch ran on at a
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"What now?" I asked.Page 13
I had put him in charge of this work, since he always had been accounted one of the best gravitation-screen men in the navy.Page 21
Sure enough, they all halted at the beach, pacing back and forth, uttering fiendish cries, and glaring at us in the most malevolent manner.Page 23
Hairy, half-naked men they were, resting in the shade of a great tree.Page 29
I doubted that I could pierce his skull.Page 35
She thanked me, and with such a sweet smile that I should have been amply repaid by it for a much more arduous service.Page 38
This palisade was a protection against both man and beasts, and within it dwelt upward of two thousand persons, the shelters being built very close together, and sometimes partially underground, like deep trenches, with the poles and hides above merely as protection from the sun and rain.Page 42
Half the night must have been spent when I heard a sound in the trench near the hut.Page 44
God save thee, king! Then the party rose, and dragging me to the crumbling arch, made me fast to a huge, corroded, copper ring which was dangling from an eyebolt imbedded in the masonry.Page 45
I raised the rifle and fired.Page 50
All were roaring now, and the din of their great voices reverberating through the halls and corridors of the palace formed the most frightful chorus of thunderous savagery imaginable to the mind of man.Page 57
But finally, thanks to the sun and much rubbing, I succeeded, though I had no oil to lubricate them.Page 68
I expected a blow the moment that I came within the view of the occupants, but no blow fell.Page 71
I was most depressed.Page 79
My blood boiled.Page 80
It was not enough merely to assist her, or protect her--I desired to touch her--to take her in my arms.Page 82
Yes, voices were coming from beyond and one was a woman's, level and cold and filled with scorn.Page 84
"The stables!" I whispered, and, a moment later, had pushed back a door and entered.Page 87
War razed the works of man--war and pestilence razed man.