you value your life."
But Tara of Helium made no reply. Already had she spoken. She stood in
silence now facing the burly warrior who approached her. He came close
and then quite suddenly he seized her and, bending, tried to draw her
lips to his.
Lan-O saw the woman from Helium half turn, and with a quick movement
jerk her right hand from where it had lain upon her breast. She saw the
hand shoot from beneath the arm of E-Med and rise behind his shoulder
and she saw in the hand a long, slim blade. The lips of the warrior
were drawing closer to those of the woman, but they never touched them,
for suddenly the man straightened, stiffly, a shriek upon his lips, and
then he crumpled like an empty fur and lay, a shrunken heap, upon the
floor. Tara of Helium stooped and wiped her blade upon his harness.
Lan-O, wide-eyed, looked with horror upon the corpse. "For this we
shall both die," she cried.
"And who would live a slave in Manator?" asked Tara of Helium.
"I am not so brave as thou," said the slave girl, "and life is sweet
and there is always hope."
"Life is sweet," agreed Tara of Helium, "but honor is sacred. But do
not fear. When they come I shall tell them the truth--that you had no
hand in this and no opportunity to prevent it."
For a moment the slave girl seemed to be thinking deeply. Suddenly her
eyes lighted. "There is a way, perhaps," she said, "to turn suspicion
from us. He has the key to this chamber upon him. Let us open the door
and drag him out--maybe we shall find a place to hide him."
"Good!" exclaimed Tara of Helium, and the two immediately set about the
matter Lan-O had suggested. Quickly they found the key and unlatched
the door and then, between them, they half carried, half dragged, the
corpse of E-Med from the room and down the stairway to the next level
where Lan-O said there were vacant chambers. The first door they tried
was unlatched, and through this the two bore their grisly burden into a
small room lighted by a single window. The apartment bore evidence of
having been utilized as a living-room rather than as a cell, being
furnished with a degree of comfort and even luxury. The walls were
paneled to a height of about seven feet from the floor, while the
plaster above and the ceiling were decorated with faded paintings of
As Tara's eyes ran quickly over the interior her attention was
Beyond was the great unknown.Page 6
settled into the frightful Maelstrom beneath us and at the same time mentally computing the hours which must elapse before aid could reach us, the wireless operator clambered up the ladder to the bridge, and, disheveled and breathless, stood before me at salute.Page 8
For twenty minutes the Coldwater bucked the great seas with her three engines.Page 12
"Men," I said, stepping forward to the handrail and looking down into their upturned, bronzed faces, "you are anxiously awaiting information as to the ship's position.Page 24
At my gesture and words they ceased their shouting and came to a halt a few paces from us.Page 26
They practice infanticide, and kill the aged and physically unfit.Page 27
As I crept closer to the antelope, sure this time of a good shot at a large buck, I suddenly saw something that caused me to forget all about my prey in wonderment.Page 28
Ah, what thoughts passed through my mind in those.Page 29
Then, with a most ferocious roar, and without the slightest hesitancy or warning, he charged upon me.Page 31
Without a sound, he slipped to the earth, and then I turned the weapon upon the other guard, who was now about to attack me.Page 34
Professor Cortoran, since my return to Pan-America, has suggested another theory which is not entirely without claim to serious consideration.Page 36
" "No," I told her.Page 43
One of the fellows stopped and severed the bonds that held my ankles.Page 44
It appeared that the lions had failed to note that I had been left for their breakfast, and had followed off after their worshippers instead.Page 49
Instantly eight or ten of the other beasts leaped to their feet.Page 53
Victory had commenced the descent, but I called to her to stop just above the window, and, as the lion reappeared, growling and snarling, I put a .Page 56
A few hours before, I had been wishing that I might be rid of her, and now that she was gone I would have given my life to have her back again.Page 57
She did not, however, reaching the opposite bank as fresh, apparently, as when she entered the water.Page 69
I struggled for an instant, but finding my efforts of no avail, I ceased them, and turned my head to have a look at my assailants.Page 85
To have entered it would have been to have courted greater danger than we were already in.