the small boats, having filled the ship's casks with fresh water,
were pushed out toward the waiting Fuwalda.
As the boats moved slowly over the smooth waters of the bay, Clayton
and his wife stood silently watching their departure--in the breasts of
both a feeling of impending disaster and utter hopelessness.
And behind them, over the edge of a low ridge, other eyes
watched--close set, wicked eyes, gleaming beneath shaggy brows.
As the Fuwalda passed through the narrow entrance to the harbor and out
of sight behind a projecting point, Lady Alice threw her arms about
Clayton's neck and burst into uncontrolled sobs.
Bravely had she faced the dangers of the mutiny; with heroic fortitude
she had looked into the terrible future; but now that the horror of
absolute solitude was upon them, her overwrought nerves gave way, and
the reaction came.
He did not attempt to check her tears. It were better that nature have
her way in relieving these long-pent emotions, and it was many minutes
before the girl--little more than a child she was--could again gain
mastery of herself.
"Oh, John," she cried at last, "the horror of it. What are we to do?
What are we to do?"
"There is but one thing to do, Alice," and he spoke as quietly as
though they were sitting in their snug living room at home, "and that
is work. Work must be our salvation. We must not give ourselves time
to think, for in that direction lies madness.
"We must work and wait. I am sure that relief will come, and come
quickly, when once it is apparent that the Fuwalda has been lost, even
though Black Michael does not keep his word to us."
"But John, if it were only you and I," she sobbed, "we could endure it
I know; but--"
"Yes, dear," he answered, gently, "I have been thinking of that, also;
but we must face it, as we must face whatever comes, bravely and with
the utmost confidence in our ability to cope with circumstances
whatever they may be.
"Hundreds of thousands of years ago our ancestors of the dim and
distant past faced the same problems which we must face, possibly in
these same primeval forests. That we are here today evidences their
"What they did may we not do? And even better, for are we not armed
with ages of superior knowledge, and have we not the means of
protection, defense, and sustenance which science has given us, but of
which they were totally ignorant? What they accomplished, Alice, with
instruments and weapons of
Quickly I walked toward the mournful voice, but it had ceased ere I reached the further wall, and then from the other end of the chamber came another voice, shrill and piercing: "Fools! Fools!" it shrieked.Page 30
In like manner the Thark wheeled and leaped for the opening being made by the inswinging section.Page 42
" In another moment I stood garbed in the habiliments of a Holy Thern.Page 53
To think, with me, is to act.Page 62
At length the fruit tree consisted in tiny plant men, such as we now see reproduced in such huge dimensions in the Valley Dor, but still hanging to the limbs and branches of the tree by the stems which grew from the tops of their heads.Page 79
They were a people drunk with power and success, looking upon the other inhabitants of Mars as we look upon the beasts of the field and the forest.Page 81
They were reviling and cursing him.Page 82
"Here he is now," exclaimed another, and turning in the direction indicated I saw a huge black weighed down with resplendent ornaments and arms advancing with noble and gallant bearing toward us.Page 99
The youth sprang to my side and ran his sword through the fellow before he could recover to deliver another blow.Page 106
Three swords are better than two.Page 121
"I cannot leave Tars Tarkas alive among the Warhoons.Page 126
But unless I could find my way back to that point the chances were most excellent that I would wander for days through the awful blackness, until, overcome by thirst and hunger, I lay down to die, or--What was that! A faint shuffling sounded behind me, and as I cast a hasty glance over my shoulder my blood froze in my veins for the thing I saw there.Page 139
" Summoning Carthoris, Tars Tarkas, and Xodar, we entered the small flier with Kantos Kan and Zat Arras' officer, and in a moment were stepping to the deck of Zat Arras' flagship.Page 141
There was always before me, day and night, a horrible nightmare of the frightful scenes through which I knew my Princess might even then be passing--the horrid plant men--the ferocious white apes.Page 160
When you get the harness, see that Carthoris gives you that also.Page 166
I wonder much that word of it has not before reached Zat Arras.Page 171
When they had come close enough to make us out at all, Kantos Kan's operator received a radio-aerogram, which he immediately handed to my companion.Page 175
Among the prisoners was Yersted, commander of the submarine.Page 191
It was the multitude of black and red and green men fighting their way through the fire.Page 192
I care not to live.