our present existence. Ah, if we had but the power to recall
them! Before us would unfold the forgotten story of the lost eons that
have preceded us. We might even walk with God in the garden of His
stars while man was still but a budding idea within His mind.
Ghek descended into the burrow at a steep incline for some ten feet,
when he found himself in an elaborate and delightful network of
burrows! The kaldane was elated. This indeed was life! He moved rapidly
and fearlessly and he went as straight to his goal as you could to the
kitchen of your own home. This goal lay at a low level in a spheroidal
cavity about the size of a large barrel. Here, in a nest of torn bits
of silk and fur lay six baby ulsios.
When the mother returned there were but five babies and a great
spider-like creature, which she immediately sprang to attack only to be
met by powerful chelae which seized and held her so that she could not
move. Slowly they dragged her throat toward a hideous mouth and in a
little moment she was dead.
Ghek might have remained in the nest for a long time, since there was
ample food for many days; but he did not do so. Instead he explored the
burrows. He followed them into many subterranean chambers of the city
of Manator, and upward through walls to rooms above the ground. He
found many ingeniously devised traps, and he found poisoned food and
other signs of the constant battle that the inhabitants of Manator
waged against these repulsive creatures that dwelt beneath their homes
and public buildings.
His exploration revealed not only the vast proportions of the network
of runways that apparently traversed every portion of the city, but the
great antiquity of the majority of them. Tons upon tons of dirt must
have been removed, and for a long time he wondered where it had been
deposited, until in following downward a tunnel of great size and
length he sensed before him the thunderous rush of subterranean waters,
and presently came to the bank of a great, underground river, tumbling
onward, no doubt, the length of a world to the buried sea of Omean.
Into this torrential sewer had unthinkable generations of ulsios pushed
their few handsful of dirt in the excavating of their vast labyrinth.
For only a moment did Ghek tarry by the river, for his seemingly
aimless wanderings were in reality prompted by a definite purpose, and
this he pursued with vigor and singleness of design. He
nosing about in various parts of the ship; but after he had seen and examined each face of the ship's company, and explored every corner of the vessel he lapsed into utter indifference of all about him.Page 7
He leaped upon me with the most savage growls I ever heard, lifted me completely above his head, hurled me upon his bed, and after going through a pantomime indicative of choking me to death he stood upon my prostrate form and gave voice to a most fearsome shriek, which he explained was the victory cry of a bull ape.Page 12
Jack!" It was one of the house men--Mr.Page 26
As the lad rose to meet him Condon heard a low growl at his back, then he felt his wrists seized by the boy, and realized that beneath those tapering, white fingers played muscles of steel.Page 31
It was the sight of these that filled Captain Armand Jacot with the pleasurable satisfaction of a duty well-performed.Page 46
Wide eyes viewed him for an instant, and then, with screams of terror, the children turned and.Page 51
Somewhere along the coast or even in the depths of the jungle itself there were white men.Page 60
"They dance the Dum-Dum.Page 62
Presently through a break in the foliage the scene burst upon the eager eyes of the boy.Page 63
His legs were stiff, imparting a halting, jerky motion to his gait.Page 100
"Korak goes," he shouted; "but he will return and take you from the Gomangani.Page 127
My Dear was delighted.Page 132
Meriem had escaped from closer quarters than that many times before.Page 134
His blacks looked at him in astonishment.Page 139
Morison, was making his task an extremely difficult one--it was that quality of innate goodness and cleanness which is a good girl's stoutest bulwark and protection--an impregnable barrier that only degeneracy has the effrontery to assail.Page 150
Morison no longer obeyed his will--they flexed to the urge of a greater power--the power of Nature's first law.Page 172
He had loved her before, now he worshipped her.Page 202
his entire willingness to pay.Page 212
They could see by the light of the torture fire that still burned that the blacks and Arabs were recovering from their panic.Page 225
"She is a princess in her own right.