volley of German oaths and expletives among which he
heard Englische schweinhunde repeated several times. The voice did not
come from the direction of the U-boat; but from inland. Creeping
forward Bradley reached a spot where, through the creepers hanging from
the trees, he could see a party of men coming down toward the shore.
He saw Baron Friedrich von Schoenvorts and six of his men--all
armed--while marching in a little knot among them were Olson, Brady,
Sinclair, Wilson, and Whitely.
Bradley knew nothing of the disappearance of Bowen Tyler and Miss La
Rue, nor of the perfidy of the Germans in shelling the fort and
attempting to escape in the U-33; but he was in no way surprised at
what he saw before him.
The little party came slowly onward, the prisoners staggering beneath
heavy cans of oil, while Schwartz, one of the German noncommissioned
officers cursed and beat them with a stick of wood, impartially. Von
Schoenvorts walked in the rear of the column, encouraging Schwartz and
laughing at the discomfiture of the Britishers. Dietz, Heinz, and
Klatz also seemed to enjoy the entertainment immensely; but two of the
men--Plesser and Hindle--marched with eyes straight to the front and
with scowling faces.
Bradley felt his blood boil at sight of the cowardly indignities being
heaped upon his men, and in the brief span of time occupied by the
column to come abreast of where he lay hidden he made his plans,
foolhardy though he knew them. Then he drew the girl close to him.
"Stay here," he whispered. "I am going out to fight those beasts; but
I shall be killed. Do not let them see you. Do not let them take you
alive. They are more cruel, more cowardly, more bestial than the
The girl pressed close to him, her face very white. "Go, if that is
right," she whispered; "but if you die, I shall die, for I cannot live
without you." He looked sharply into her eyes. "Oh!" he ejaculated.
"What an idiot I have been! Nor could I live without you, little
girl." And he drew her very close and kissed her lips. "Good-bye."
He disengaged himself from her arms and looked again in time to see
that the rear of the column had just passed him. Then he rose and
leaped quickly and silently from the jungle.
Suddenly von Schoenvorts felt an arm thrown about his neck and his
pistol jerked from its holster. He gave a cry of fright and warning,
I answered; "but what difference will it make when our air supply is exhausted whether the temperature is 153 degrees or 153,000? We'll be just as dead, and no one will know the difference, anyhow.Page 9
Slowly it dawned on me that since passing through the ice strata it had been above.Page 11
He stood with bowed head, buried in deep thought.Page 25
"They do not, where I come from," I replied.Page 28
The more firmly fixed became the realization that the girl's friendship had meant so much.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 56
Her victim tried to turn away, hiding her face in her hands and kneeling behind a woman; but the reptile, with unblinking eyes, stared on with such fixity that I could have sworn her vision penetrated the woman, and the girl's arms to reach at last the very center of her brain.Page 65
I imagine the slow-witted sithic, as Ja called him, suddenly realized our.Page 66
I had reached the top of the spear by this time, or almost; another six inches would give me a hold on Ja's hand, when I felt a sudden wrench from below and glancing fearfully downward saw the mighty jaws of the monster close on the sharp point of the weapon.Page 68
I wondered how many ages it would take to lift these people out of their ignorance even were it given to Perry and me to attempt it.Page 74
are killed.Page 77
I answered them all truthfully.Page 82
I thought of red, red lips, God-made for kissing.Page 92
I had determined to make the cave my headquarters, and with it as a base make a systematic exploration of the surrounding country in search of the land of Sari.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
I was utterly squelched.Page 98
He had broken into a run now, and as he advanced he raised his mighty spear, while I halted and fitting an arrow to my bow took as steady aim as I could.Page 104
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.Page 105
" "But Jubal's brothers--and cousins--" I reminded her, "how about them?" She smiled, and hid her face on my shoulder.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.