sudden start and faced them.
The sight that met his eyes must have frozen him with horror, for
there, within the door, stood three great bull apes, while behind them
crowded many more; how many he never knew, for his revolvers were
hanging on the far wall beside his rifle, and Kerchak was charging.
When the king ape released the limp form which had been John Clayton,
Lord Greystoke, he turned his attention toward the little cradle; but
Kala was there before him, and when he would have grasped the child she
snatched it herself, and before he could intercept her she had bolted
through the door and taken refuge in a high tree.
As she took up the little live baby of Alice Clayton she dropped the
dead body of her own into the empty cradle; for the wail of the living
had answered the call of universal motherhood within her wild breast
which the dead could not still.
High up among the branches of a mighty tree she hugged the shrieking
infant to her bosom, and soon the instinct that was as dominant in this
fierce female as it had been in the breast of his tender and beautiful
mother--the instinct of mother love--reached out to the tiny
man-child's half-formed understanding, and he became quiet.
Then hunger closed the gap between them, and the son of an English lord
and an English lady nursed at the breast of Kala, the great ape.
In the meantime the beasts within the cabin were warily examining the
contents of this strange lair.
Once satisfied that Clayton was dead, Kerchak turned his attention to
the thing which lay upon the bed, covered by a piece of sailcloth.
Gingerly he lifted one corner of the shroud, but when he saw the body
of the woman beneath he tore the cloth roughly from her form and seized
the still, white throat in his huge, hairy hands.
A moment he let his fingers sink deep into the cold flesh, and then,
realizing that she was already dead, he turned from her, to examine the
contents of the room; nor did he again molest the body of either Lady
Alice or Sir John.
The rifle hanging upon the wall caught his first attention; it was for
this strange, death-dealing thunder-stick that he had yearned for
months; but now that it was within his grasp he scarcely had the
temerity to seize it.
Cautiously he approached the thing, ready to flee precipitately should
it speak in its deep roaring tones, as he had heard it speak before,
the last words to those of his kind
Not since that other March night in 1866, when I had stood without that Arizona cave in which my still and lifeless body lay wrapped in the similitude of earthly death had I felt the irresistible attraction of the god of my profession.Page 21
The roof was arched.Page 36
"There be within this vast network of winding passages and countless chambers men, women, and beasts who, born within its dim and gruesome underworld, have never seen the light of day--nor ever shall.Page 57
The others rushed madly upon me with drawn swords.Page 92
" "And you have fought often?" I asked.Page 93
Who was he?" "My father was--" "Come, calots!" cried the rough voice of a guard.Page 107
That is the work of the lower orders, who live merely that the First Born may enjoy long lives of luxury and idleness.Page 108
His duty was soon performed and the heavy door of our prison closed behind him--we were alone for the night.Page 109
There I found a flat surface about a foot in width and along this I walked until I came to the cell in which I saw the boy sitting upon his bench.Page 110
That he who hesitates is lost proved itself a true aphorism in this instance, for another moment saw me creeping stealthily toward the door of the guard-house.Page 118
The boat responded to the touch, and very gently we began to sink toward the ground.Page 130
"He certainly could not be all this time fetching his shortsword from the Thark's cell," spoke another.Page 137
Like Hor Vastus, he too dreaded the truth and would not be the one to wrest a statement from me.Page 143
Once that multitude of swords below is drawn against your soldiery no man upon Barsoom--not even Tardos Mors himself--can avert the consequences.Page 167
Should the therns attempt to check us at the southern verge of the ice cap it may result in the wrecking of all our plans and the total destruction of the expedition.Page 172
"Men of Helium for the Prince of Helium against all his enemies," it read.Page 177
"Not that, other than as a last resort," he replied.Page 189
And Thuvia, and Phaidor, daughter of Matai Shang.Page 193
"There is, in fact, but a bare chance that we can come through to the outer garden alive even now.