he smile when he was
Bradley laughed aloud. "I thought we English were supposed to have the
least sense of humor of any people in the world," he cried; "but now
I've found one human being who hasn't any. Of course you don't know
half I'm saying; but don't worry, little girl; I'm not going to hurt
you, and if I can get you out of here, I'll do it."
Even if she did not understand all he said, she at least read something
in his smiling countenance--something which reassured her. "I do not
fear you," she said; "though I do not understand all that you say even
though you speak my own tongue and use words that I know. But as for
escaping"--she sighed--"alas, how can it be done?"
"I escaped from the Blue Place of Seven Skulls," Bradley reminded her.
"Come!" And he turned toward the shaft and the ladder that he had
ascended from the river. "We cannot waste time here."
The girl followed him; but at the doorway both drew back, for from
below came the sound of some one ascending.
Bradley tiptoed to the door and peered cautiously into the well; then
he stepped back beside the girl. "There are half a dozen of them
coming up; but possibly they will pass this room."
"No," she said, "they will pass directly through this room--they are on
their way to Him Who Speaks for Luata. We may be able to hide in the
next room--there are skins there beneath which we may crawl. They will
not stop in that room; but they may stop in this one for a short
time--the other room is blue."
"What's that go to do with it?" demanded the Englishman.
"They fear blue," she replied. "In every room where murder has been
done you will find blue--a certain amount for each murder. When the
room is all blue, they shun it. This room has much blue; but evidently
they kill mostly in the next room, which is now all blue."
"But there is blue on the outside of every house I have seen," said
"Yes," assented the girl, "and there are blue rooms in each of those
houses--when all the rooms are blue then the whole outside of the house
will be blue as is the Blue Place of Seven Skulls. There are many such
"And the skulls with blue upon them?" inquired Bradley. "Did they
belong to murderers?"
"They were murdered--some of them; those with only a small amount of
Often had I pondered on the odd instructions he had left me governing the construction of his mighty tomb, and especially those parts which directed that he be laid in an OPEN casket and that the ponderous mechanism which controlled the bolts of the vault's huge door be accessible ONLY FROM THE INSIDE.Page 1
'Even the wise and mysterious therns of Barsoom, that ancient cult which for countless ages has been credited with holding the secret of life and death in their impregnable fastnesses upon the hither slopes of the Mountains of Otz, are as ignorant as we.Page 5
At a little distance up the river rose mighty perpendicular bluffs, from the very base of which the great river seemed to rise.Page 11
Once I felt the great weight of one of the monsters upon my back and as keen talons sank into my flesh I experienced the frightful sensation of moist lips sucking the lifeblood from the wounds to which the claws still clung.Page 13
There was no accumulation of fallen debris, forming a more or less rough ascent to them, as is the case with nearly all other cliffs I have ever seen.Page 17
The great tails of the plant men lashed with tremendous power about us as they charged from various directions or sprang with the agility of greyhounds above our heads; but every attack met a gleaming blade in sword hands that had been reputed for twenty years the best that Mars ever had known; for Tars Tarkas and John Carter were names that the fighting men of the world of warriors loved best to speak.Page 18
With the fear that we would escape them, the creatures redoubled their efforts to pull me down, and though the ground about me was piled high with their dead and dying comrades, they succeeded at last in overwhelming me, and I went down beneath them for the second time that day, and once again felt those awful sucking lips against my flesh.Page 21
It seemed more like a partition than a sudden ending of the cave, for it was constructed not of the material of the cliff, but of something which felt like very hard wood.Page 47
She continued this as we wound our tedious way through the maze of subterranean passages and chambers.Page 95
"Let us make our deaths worth while, and at the back of this unknown warrior turn this day's Tribute to Issus into an orgy of revenge that will echo through the ages and cause black skins to blanch at each repetition of the rites of Issus.Page 107
It is then that they capture many females of the royal houses of the red men, and take the newest in battleships and the trained artisans who build them, that they may copy what they cannot create.Page 109
"I am a prince of Helium," I replied.Page 118
It was becoming more and more difficult to maintain our little vessel in a horizontal position.Page 120
"And where is Tars Tarkas?" "The great Thark, I fear, is dead," she replied sadly.Page 128
As they passed by I breathed a sigh of relief.Page 141
At times I would cover my face with my hands in a vain effort to shut out the fearful.Page 160
"Bring writing materials when you come next to my cell, and within a few hours we shall see you garbed in a style befitting your birth and carriage.Page 167
I at once ordered a secret search within the city, for every Martian noble maintains a secret service of his own.Page 185
"I cannot bear to be parted from you now, even for a moment, John Carter," she said.Page 187
Then it was that we interpreted his command.