since she had been
She went directly to her apartment and presently took down the
telephone-receiver, and after calling a public phone in a building
down-town, she listened intently while the operator was getting her
connection, and before the connection was made she hung up the receiver
with a smile, for she had distinctly heard the sound of a man's
breathing over the line, and she knew that in all probability O'Donnell
had tapped in immediately on learning that she had been released from
That evening she attended a local motion-picture theater which she often
frequented. It was one of those small affairs, the width of a city
block, with a narrow aisle running down either side and an emergency
exit upon the alley at the far end of each aisle. The theater was
darkened when she entered and, a quick glance apprizing her that no one
followed her in immediately, she continued on down one of the side
aisles and passed through the doorway into the alley.
Five minutes later she was in a telephone-booth in a drug-store two
"Is this Feinheimer's?" she asked after she had got her connection. "I
want to talk to Carl." She asked for Carl because she knew that this man
who had been head-waiter at Feinheimer's for years would know her voice.
"Is that you, Carl?" she asked as a man's voice finally answered the
telephone. "This is Little Eva."
"Oh, hello!" said the man. "I thought you were over at the county jail."
"I was released to-day," she explained. "Well, listen, Carl; I've got
to see the Lizard. I've simply got to see him to-night. I was being
shadowed, but I got away from them. Do you know where he is?"
"I guess I could find him," said Carl in a low voice. "You go out to
Mother Kruger's. I'll tell him you'll be there in about an hour."
"I'll be waiting in a taxi outside," said the girl.
"Good," said Carl. "If he isn't there in an hour you can know that he
was afraid to come. He's layin' pretty low."
"All right," said the girl, "I'll be there. You tell him that he simply
must come." She hung up the receiver and then called a taxi. She gave a
number on a side street about a half block away, where she knew it would
be reasonably dark, and consequently less danger of detection.
Three-quarters of an hour later her taxi drew up beside Mother Kruger's,
but the girl did not alight. She had waited but a short time when
another taxi swung in
However that may be, I have never regretted that cowardice is not optional with me.Page 18
When they had covered perhaps two hundred yards they halted, and turning their mounts toward us sat watching the warrior by the enclosure.Page 24
Her name, as I afterward learned, was Sola, and she belonged to the retinue of Tars Tarkas.Page 32
These ancient Martians had been a highly cultivated and literary race, but during the vicissitudes of those trying centuries of readjustment to new conditions, not only did their advancement and production cease entirely, but practically all their archives, records, and literature were lost.Page 58
And now you are reported to have been plotting to escape with another prisoner of another race; a prisoner who, from her own admission, half believes you are returned from the valley of Dor.Page 68
"Parents, brothers, and sisters, yes; and," she added in a low, thoughtful tone, "lovers.Page 76
"I think you wrong her, John Carter," said Sola.Page 77
We might indeed have been the wraiths of the departed dead upon the dead sea of that dying planet for all the sound or sign we made in passing.Page 79
"Yes," she replied, "but he does not know me for what I am, nor does he know who betrayed my mother to Tal Hajus.Page 90
Waiting in the doorway of the building until I was assured that no one was approaching, I hurried across to the opposite side and through the first doorway to the court beyond; thus, crossing through court after court with only the slight chance of detection which the necessary crossing of the avenues entailed, I made my way in safety to the courtyard in the rear of Dejah Thoris' quarters.Page 98
If ever Martians had an exhibition of jumping, it was granted those astonished warriors on that day long years ago, but while it led them away from Dejah Thoris it did not distract their attention from endeavoring to capture me.Page 101
They are a smaller horde than the Tharks but much more ferocious.Page 102
But as I reached out into the darkness to locate it I found to my horror that it was gone.Page 103
He had been a member of the ill-fated expedition which had fallen into the hands of the Tharks at the time of Dejah Thoris' capture, and he briefly related the events which followed the defeat of the battleships.Page 110
"But be sure.Page 117
"Who are you?" he growled, and then as a backward leap carried me fifty feet from his sword he dropped the point to the ground and exclaimed, laughing, "I do not need a better reply, there is but one man upon all Barsoom who can bounce about like a rubber ball.Page 129
" Another man now joined the group, and, after making his formal greetings to his ruler, said: "O mighty Jeddak, it is a strange tale I read in the dead minds of your faithful guardsmen.Page 146
They were looting, murdering, and fighting amongst themselves.