her and took
her out on her first run."
The girl drew back from me with a little exclamation of surprise and
disappointment. "I thought you were an American," she said. "I had no
idea you were a--a--"
"Nor am I," I replied. "Americans have been building submarines for
all nations for many years. I wish, though, that we had gone bankrupt,
my father and I, before ever we turned out that Frankenstein of a
We were approaching the U-boat at half speed now, and I could almost
distinguish the features of the men upon her deck. A sailor stepped to
my side and slipped something hard and cold into my hand. I did not
have to look at it to know that it was a heavy pistol. "Tyke 'er an'
use 'er," was all he said.
Our bow was pointed straight toward the U-boat now as I heard word
passed to the engine for full speed ahead. I instantly grasped the
brazen effrontery of the plucky English skipper--he was going to ram
five hundreds tons of U-boat in the face of her trained gun. I could
scarce repress a cheer. At first the boches didn't seem to grasp his
intention. Evidently they thought they were witnessing an exhibition
of poor seamanship, and they yelled their warnings to the tug to reduce
speed and throw the helm hard to port.
We were within fifty feet of them when they awakened to the intentional
menace of our maneuver. Their gun crew was off its guard; but they
sprang to their piece now and sent a futile shell above our heads.
Nobs leaped about and barked furiously. "Let 'em have it!" commanded
the tug-captain, and instantly revolvers and rifles poured bullets upon
the deck of the submersible. Two of the gun-crew went down; the other
trained their piece at the water-line of the oncoming tug. The balance
of those on deck replied to our small-arms fire, directing their
efforts toward the man at our wheel.
I hastily pushed the girl down the companionway leading to the
engine-room, and then I raised my pistol and fired my first shot at a
boche. What happened in the next few seconds happened so quickly that
details are rather blurred in my memory. I saw the helmsman lunge
forward upon the wheel, pulling the helm around so that the tug sheered
off quickly from her course, and I recall realizing that all our
efforts were to be in vain, because of all the men aboard, Fate had
As we bent to the slaughter, far above us rose that shrill, weird cry which I had heard once before, and which had called the herd to the attack upon their victims.Page 20
As we were to learn later, this precaution saved us from dire predicament, and was eventually the means of our salvation.Page 21
The roof was arched.Page 26
Hope not, for there is no hope.Page 33
Then I sought feverishly for the secret of the revolving panel, but my search was fruitless, and I was about to raise my longsword against the sullen gold when the young woman prisoner called out to me.Page 47
Quietly she stole toward the entrance and glanced within.Page 54
Dying at the hands of nameless black men in the gardens of the cruel therns.Page 58
Then things happened with such amazing rapidity that I can scarce comprehend even now all that took place in that brief instant.Page 64
Above my head I could see the dangling forms of the boarding party as the battleship raced over us.Page 94
One was on her knees with imploring hands outstretched toward Issus; but the hideous deity only leaned further forward in keener anticipation of the entertainment to come.Page 103
Issus is threatened.Page 115
We must have been out of it for some seconds before I realised that we had accomplished the impossible.Page 140
Among the officers of the Xavarian I thought I could discern division into factions ere we had reached Helium.Page 141
The majority of the troops would doubtless follow the lead of their officers, and I knew that many of the highest and most powerful men of both land and air forces would cleave to John Carter in the face of god, man, or devil.Page 149
There was little general conversation.Page 173
"You are my prisoner, Zat Arras," I cried.Page 180
Thereafter not a man was lost of all the hundreds that remained to pass from the main corridor to the branch.Page 185
I must not think of myself now, but of them and of my husband's duty.Page 186
Five hundred men fought there that day, the black men against the red.