cave I could not see her features, and I was rather
glad, for I disliked to think of the hate that I should have read there.
I never said a word to her at first. I just strode across the cave and
grasped her by the wrists, and when she struggled, I put my arm around
her so as to pinion her hands to her sides. She fought like a tigress,
but I took my free hand and pushed her head back--I imagine that I had
suddenly turned brute, that I had gone back a thousand million years,
and was again a veritable cave man taking my mate by force--and then I
kissed that beautiful mouth again and again.
"Dian," I cried, shaking her roughly, "I love you. Can't you
understand that I love you? That I love you better than all else in
this world or my own? That I am going to have you? That love like
mine cannot be denied?"
I noticed that she lay very still in my arms now, and as my eyes became
accustomed to the light I saw that she was smiling--a very contented,
happy smile. I was thunderstruck. Then I realized that, very gently,
she was trying to disengage her arms, and I loosened my grip upon them
so that she could do so. Slowly they came up and stole about my neck,
and then she drew my lips down to hers once more and held them there
for a long time. At last she spoke.
"Why didn't you do this at first, David? I have been waiting so long."
"What!" I cried. "You said that you hated me!"
"Did you expect me to run into your arms, and say that I loved you
before I knew that you loved me?" she asked.
"But I have told you right along that I love you," I said. "Love
speaks in acts," she replied. "You could have made your mouth say what
you wished it to say, but just now when you came and took me in your
arms your heart spoke to mine in the language that a woman's heart
understands. What a silly man you are, David?"
"Then you haven't hated me at all, Dian?" I asked.
"I have loved you always," she whispered, "from the first moment that I
saw you, although I did not know it until that time you struck down
Hooja the Sly One, and then spurned me."
"But I didn't spurn you, dear," I cried.
I sat with my eyes glued to the thermometer and the distance meter.Page 8
My head felt dizzy--my limbs heavy.Page 10
Perry shook his head--there was a strange expression in his eyes.Page 16
Never have I experienced such a journey before or since--even now I oftentimes awake from a deep sleep haunted by the.Page 18
We have passed entirely through its crust to the inner world.Page 25
None other so powerful wished me, or they would have slain a mightier beast and thus have won me from Jubal.Page 49
VIII THE MAHAR TEMPLE The aborigine, apparently uninjured, climbed quickly into the skiff, and seizing the spear with me helped to hold off the infuriated creature.Page 51
It is there, far from the prying eyes of their own Sagoths, that they practice their religious rites in the temples they have builded there with our assistance.Page 53
Horizontal slits, six inches high and two or three feet wide, served to admit light and ventilation.Page 59
It was a difficult thing to attempt to figure out by earthly standards--this matter of elapsed time--but when I set myself to it I began to realize that I might have been submerged a second or a month or not at all.Page 69
" He dropped a fruit from his hand to the ground.Page 70
It was evident that they had expected me to turn and flee at sight of them, thus presenting that which they most enjoyed, a moving human target at which to cast their spears.Page 73
"From where else then did I come? I am not of Pellucidar.Page 82
A moment later they stood beside me, and to my surprise I saw that Hooja the Sly One accompanied them.Page 88
Instead, he turned and retreated toward the main body of gorilla-men.Page 92
Once one of the old bull antelopes of the striped species lowered his head and bellowed angrily--even taking a few steps in my direction, so that I thought he meant to charge; but after I had passed, he resumed feeding as though nothing had disturbed him.Page 96
I am not your mate, and again I tell you that I hate you, and that I should be glad if I never saw you again.Page 97
Dian simply shrugged those magnificent shoulders of hers, and murmured something to the effect that one was not rid of trouble so easily as that.Page 112
The clumsy spears of the Sagoths were no match for the swords of the Sarian and Amozite, who turned the spear thrusts aside with their shields and leaped to close quarters with their lighter, handier weapons.