had made an impression, and started the train of
thought that would lead him to a partial understanding of the truth.
But I was mistaken.
"Your own illustration," he said finally, "proves the falsity of your
theory." He dropped a fruit from his hand to the ground. "See," he
said, "without support even this tiny fruit falls until it strikes
something that stops it. If Pellucidar were not supported upon the
flaming sea it too would fall as the fruit falls--you have proven it
yourself!" He had me, that time--you could see it in his eye.
It seemed a hopeless job and I gave it up, temporarily at least, for
when I contemplated the necessity explanation of our solar system and
the universe I realized how futile it would be to attempt to picture to
Ja or any other Pellucidarian the sun, the moon, the planets, and the
countless stars. Those born within the inner world could no more
conceive of such things than can we of the outer crust reduce to
factors appreciable to our finite minds such terms as space and
"Well, Ja," I laughed, "whether we be walking with our feet up or down,
here we are, and the question of greatest importance is not so much
where we came from as where we are going now. For my part I wish that
you could guide me to Phutra where I may give myself up to the Mahars
once more that my friends and I may work out the plan of escape which
the Sagoths interrupted when they gathered us together and drove us to
the arena to witness the punishment of the slaves who killed the
guardsman. I wish now that I had not left the arena for by this time
my friends and I might have made good our escape, whereas this delay
may mean the wrecking of all our plans, which depended for their
consummation upon the continued sleep of the three Mahars who lay in
the pit beneath the building in which we were confined."
"You would return to captivity?" cried Ja.
"My friends are there," I replied, "the only friends I have in
Pellucidar, except yourself. What else may I do under the
He thought for a moment in silence. Then he shook his head sorrowfully.
"It is what a brave man and a good friend should do," he said; "yet it
seems most foolish, for the Mahars will most certainly condemn you to
death for running away, and so you will be accomplishing nothing for
your friends by
Clayton asked no questions--he did not need to--and the following day, as the great lines of a British battleship grew out of the distant horizon, he half determined to demand that he and Lady Alice be put aboard her, for his fears were steadily increasing that nothing but harm could result from remaining on the lowering, sullen Fuwalda.Page 11
"I am the only man aboard who would not rather see ye both safely dead, and, while I know that's the sensible way to make sure of our own necks, yet Black Michael's not the man to forget a favor.Page 12
Early next morning their numerous chests and boxes were hoisted on deck and lowered to waiting small boats for transportation to shore.Page 28
Though but ten years old he was fully as strong as the average man of thirty, and far more agile than the most practiced athlete ever becomes.Page 46
She should have been safe now but there was a rending, tearing sound, the branch broke and precipitated her full upon the head of Tublat, knocking him to the ground.Page 52
Many days during these years he spent in the cabin of his father, where still lay, untouched, the bones of his parents and the skeleton of Kala's baby.Page 55
He had never known another, and so to Kala was given, though mutely, all that would have belonged to the fair and lovely Lady Alice had she lived.Page 56
As the man stood there with taut drawn bow Tarzan recognized him not so much the NEGRO as the ARCHER of his picture book-- A stands for Archer How wonderful! Tarzan almost betrayed his presence in the deep excitement of his discovery.Page 69
For a moment they lay there, and then Tarzan realized that the inert mass lying upon him was beyond power ever again to injure man or ape.Page 74
In the afternoon comes Thaka, possibly, to complain that old Mungo has stolen his new wife.Page 83
Her great eyes rolled in evident terror, first toward.Page 108
But the girl, ah--that was a different matter.Page 109
His daughter watched him with a pathetic smile upon her lips, and then turning to Mr.Page 110
" "Yes, I do, Mr.Page 125
She turned upon him like a tigress, striking his great breast with her tiny hands.Page 156
When you are well I shall take you back to your people.Page 174
The latter eyed them in puzzled bewilderment.Page 188
A veering of the wind blew a cloud of smoke about them and she could no longer see the man who was speeding toward her, but suddenly she felt a great arm about her.Page 193
"Will you go away and never molest her further?" Again the man nodded his head, his face distorted by fear of the death that had been so close.