of my awful tumble.
At the rate I was going it would be but a moment before I should be
quite abreast the thing; nor was it long before I came to a sudden stop
in soft snow, upon which the sun was shining, not twenty paces from the
object of my most immediate apprehension.
It was standing upon its hind legs waiting for me. As I scrambled to
my feet to meet it, I dropped my gun in the snow and doubled up with
It was Perry.
The expression upon his face, combined with the relief I felt at seeing
him again safe and sound, was too much for my overwrought nerves.
"David!" he cried. "David, my boy! God has been good to an old man.
He has answered my prayer."
It seems that Perry in his mad flight had plunged over the brink at
about the same point as that at which I had stepped over it a short
time later. Chance had done for us what long periods of rational labor
had failed to accomplish.
We had crossed the divide. We were upon the side of the Mountains of
the Clouds that we had for so long been attempting to reach.
We looked about. Below us were green trees and warm jungles. In the
distance was a great sea.
"The Lural Az," I said, pointing toward its blue-green surface.
Somehow--the gods alone can explain it--Perry, too, had clung to his
rifle during his mad descent of the icy slope. For that there was
cause for great rejoicing.
Neither of us was worse for his experience, so after shaking the snow
from our clothing, we set off at a great rate down toward the warmth
and comfort of the forest and the jungle.
The going was easy by comparison with the awful obstacles we had had to
encounter upon the opposite side of the divide. There were beasts, of
course, but we came through safely.
Before we halted to eat or rest, we stood beside a little mountain
brook beneath the wondrous trees of the primeval forest in an
atmosphere of warmth and comfort. It reminded me of an early June day
in the Maine woods.
We fell to work with our short axes and cut enough small trees to build
a rude protection from the fiercer beasts. Then we lay down to sleep.
How long we slept I do not know. Perry says that inasmuch as there is
no means of measuring time within Pellucidar, there can be no such
thing as time here,
There was no terror in the eyes of Thuvia of Ptarth--only horror for the thing the man had done and for its possible consequences.Page 14
A half dozen attendants assisted passengers to enter, or directed these carriers to their proper destination.Page 16
"There is but one who may convince him, and that one be you.Page 18
Carthoris sprang to his feet.Page 20
During her wanderings in search of the River Iss, that time she had set out upon what, for countless ages, had been the last, long pilgrimage of Martians, toward the Valley Dor, where lies the Lost Sea of Korus, she had encountered several of these sad reminders of the greatness and the glory of ancient Barsoom.Page 29
Either he had not placed himself in the centre of the tunnel, or else the blinded banth had erred in its calculations.Page 38
Carthoris would have leaped after her to protect her, but with a gesture she motioned him back.Page 41
The man smiled.Page 43
As the keen edge reached.Page 46
"They see them--they see their bows drawn back--they see their slender arrows speed with unerring precision toward their hearts.Page 68
He approached the Heliumite without sign of fear, and when quite close called out the cheery Barsoomian "kaor" of greeting.Page 73
"Now he sleeps.Page 75
" Kar Komak looked in the direction Carthoris indicated to see a huge ape advancing with a mighty bludgeon.Page 83
The presence of Astok upon the craft settled the whole question.Page 85
Weak he was; yes, and wicked, too; but the suggestion that his father's words implied turned him cold with horror.Page 92
" "Yes," acquiesced Vas Kor; "that is the better plan.Page 98
"What means this treason?" he cried.Page 100
Once more Carthoris and Kar Komak had recourse to their blades, and before they had won their way to one of the lifts the noise of the conflict must have aroused the entire palace, for they heard men shouting, and as they passed the many levels on their quick passage to the landing-stage they saw armed men running hither and thither in search of the cause of the commotion.Page 101
With the aid of powerful glasses, the Heliumite saw that they were green warriors, and that they were repeatedly charging down upon the crew of the stranded airship.Page 110
A community of green men; enemy of Thark.