to meet my inevitable death, but with the determination
to give such an account of myself as would long be remembered in the
land of the First Born.
I noted the marvellous speed of the young red man as he raced after the
guards. Never had I seen such speed in any Martian. His leaps and
bounds were little short of those which my earthly muscles had produced
to create such awe and respect on the part of the green Martians into
whose hands I had fallen on that long-gone day that had seen my first
advent upon Mars.
The guards had not reached me when he fell upon them from the rear, and
as they turned, thinking from the fierceness of his onslaught that a
dozen were attacking them, I rushed them from my side.
In the rapid fighting that followed I had little chance to note aught
else than the movements of my immediate adversaries, but now and again
I caught a fleeting glimpse of a purring sword and a lightly springing
figure of sinewy steel that filled my heart with a strange yearning and
a mighty but unaccountable pride.
On the handsome face of the boy a grim smile played, and ever and anon
he threw a taunting challenge to the foes that faced him. In this and
other ways his manner of fighting was similar to that which had always
marked me on the field of combat.
Perhaps it was this vague likeness which made me love the boy, while
the awful havoc that his sword played amongst the blacks filled my soul
with a tremendous respect for him.
For my part, I was fighting as I had fought a thousand times
before--now sidestepping a wicked thrust, now stepping quickly in to
let my sword's point drink deep in a foeman's heart, before it buried
itself in the throat of his companion.
We were having a merry time of it, we two, when a great body of Issus'
own guards were ordered into the arena. On they came with fierce
cries, while from every side the armed prisoners swarmed upon them.
For half an hour it was as though all hell had broken loose. In the
walled confines of the arena we fought in an inextricable
mass--howling, cursing, blood-streaked demons; and ever the sword of
the young red man flashed beside me.
Slowly and by repeated commands I had succeeded in drawing the
prisoners into a rough formation about us, so that at last we fought
formed into a rude circle in the centre of which were the
In other words, that though the creature before him had the tail and thumbs and great toes of a monkey, it was, in all other respects, quite evidently a man.Page 17
"You will both do," he said.Page 25
"You could ascend easily," he said, "although a tail would be of great assistance.Page 26
Just at the ape-man's left was the entrance to a cave that either was deserted or whose occupants had not as yet been aroused, for the level recess remained unoccupied.Page 27
"Back!" he said.Page 36
Encouraged by this first success Om-at followed them into the brush, his little company charging valiantly upon his either side, and loud and terrifying were the savage yells with which they pursued the fleeing enemy.Page 48
Now it spoke and to Pan-at-lee's terror was added an equal weight of consternation.Page 54
For an instant she was panic-stricken.Page 56
"Smelled it!" ejaculated Pan-at-lee.Page 60
"Fortunate are my Om-at and his Pan-at-lee in owning such a friend.Page 67
That it was writhing in its death agonies was evidenced by the fact that it made no effort to pursue him, and so, to the accompaniment of the shrill screaming of the dying monster, the man won at last to the farther edge of the open water to take up once more the almost superhuman effort of crossing the last stretch of clinging mud which separated him from the solid ground of Pal-ul-don.Page 71
And so he set his face toward A-lur, pinning his faith upon his knowledge of the Ho-don tongue, his great strength and his native wit.Page 78
Come closer that you may see that I am not as are men.Page 90
cannot tell you what I do not know," she replied.Page 100
He contemplated the stranger with surprise but no wonder, since he recognized in him a member of the race with which his experience of Tarzan the Terrible had made him familiar and also, thanks to his friendship for the ape-man, he looked upon the newcomer without hostility.Page 154
"We have every proof that he is only mortal, a strange creature from another country.Page 161
We are doomed to remain in this horrible land until we die.Page 171
in the damp corridor and they were twelve to one.Page 196
A messenger had been dispatched to Ta-den whose forces lay northwest of the city.Page 201
" This they repeated again and again, alternating it with the cry: "The false Dor-ul-Otho is a prisoner.