this earth I have lost all respect for time--I am commencing to
doubt that such a thing exists other than in the weak, finite mind of
DIAN THE BEAUTIFUL
When our guards aroused us from sleep we were much refreshed. They
gave us food. Strips of dried meat it was, but it put new life and
strength into us, so that now we too marched with high-held heads, and
took noble strides. At least I did, for I was young and proud; but
poor Perry hated walking. On earth I had often seen him call a cab to
travel a square--he was paying for it now, and his old legs wobbled so
that I put my arm about him and half carried him through the balance of
those frightful marches.
The country began to change at last, and we wound up out of the level
plain through mighty mountains of virgin granite. The tropical verdure
of the lowlands was replaced by hardier vegetation, but even here the
effects of constant heat and light were apparent in the immensity of
the trees and the profusion of foliage and blooms. Crystal streams
roared through their rocky channels, fed by the perpetual snows which
we could see far above us. Above the snowcapped heights hung masses of
heavy clouds. It was these, Perry explained, which evidently served
the double purpose of replenishing the melting snows and protecting
them from the direct rays of the sun.
By this time we had picked up a smattering of the bastard language in
which our guards addressed us, as well as making good headway in the
rather charming tongue of our co-captives. Directly ahead of me in the
chain gang was a young woman. Three feet of chain linked us together
in a forced companionship which I, at least, soon rejoiced in. For I
found her a willing teacher, and from her I learned the language of her
tribe, and much of the life and customs of the inner world--at least
that part of it with which she was familiar.
She told me that she was called Dian the Beautiful, and that she
belonged to the tribe of Amoz, which dwells in the cliffs above the
Darel Az, or shallow sea.
"How came you here?" I asked her.
"I was running away from Jubal the Ugly One," she answered, as though
that was explanation quite sufficient.
"Who is Jubal the Ugly One?" I asked. "And why did you run away from
She looked at me in surprise.
"Why DOES a woman run away
All his property was to be mine when I had attained my majority--provided that I had devoted the two years intervening in close application to the great business I was to inherit.Page 8
At four hundred and twenty miles I took another reading.Page 19
" "Who can tell?" he rejoined.Page 21
The stone caught the hyaenodon full upon the end of the nose, and sent him bowling over upon his back.Page 31
She is not of my tribe; but her mother is my sister.Page 35
Just as we often compare nations by their relative land areas, so if we compare these two worlds in the same way we have the strange anomaly of a larger world within a smaller one! "Where within vast Pellucidar would you search for your Dian? Without stars, or moon, or changing sun how could you find her even though you knew where she might be found?" The proposition was a corker.Page 40
"Is there naught that we may do to save her?" I asked Ghak.Page 43
The tiger was now upon the bull's broad back, clinging to the huge neck with powerful fangs while its long, strong talons ripped the heavy hide into shreds and ribbons.Page 44
Before him slaves and gorilla-men fought in mad stampede to escape the menace of the creature's death agonies, for such only could that frightful charge have been.Page 57
Only the women and children fell prey to the Mahars--they being the weakest and most tender--and when they had satisfied their appetite for human flesh, some of them devouring two.Page 60
Whatever dangers lay hidden in this island jungle, there could be none so fearsome as those which I had just escaped.Page 64
There seemed nothing to do but stand supinely and await my end.Page 65
Instead he merely trotted along behind me.Page 74
Thus it has happened that several mighty warriors from far distant lands, whom we have captured on our slave raids, have battled the brutes turned in upon them and slain them, thereby winning their freedom.Page 87
There was one in particular, fleeter than his fellows, who was perilously close.Page 88
Never had I greater need of steady nerves than then--never were my nerves and muscles under better control.Page 89
It is true that the beast who owned them might be standing upon a ledge within the cave, or that it might be rearing up upon its hind legs; but I had seen enough of the monsters of Pellucidar to know that I might be facing some new and frightful Titan whose dimensions and ferocity eclipsed those of any I had seen before.Page 100
By this time I think Jubal had gone mad with hate, for no sane man would have come back for more as many times as he did.Page 107
Later I shot a hyaenodon with one of these, and though my arrow inflicted but a superficial flesh wound the beast crumpled in death almost immediately after he was hit.Page 108
Their heads must have been quite forty feet from the ground.