have my doubts.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that I was absolutely friendless
except for the old queen. For some unaccountable reason my rage
against the girl for her ingratitude rose to colossal proportions.
For a long time I waited for some one to come to my prison whom I might
ask to bear word to the queen, but I seemed to have been forgotten.
The strained position in which I lay became unbearable. I wriggled and
twisted until I managed to turn myself partially upon my side, where I
lay half facing the entrance to the dugout.
Presently my attention was attracted by the shadow of something moving
in the trench without, and a moment later the figure of a child
appeared, creeping upon all fours, as, wide-eyed, and prompted by
childish curiosity, a little girl crawled to the entrance of my hut and
peered cautiously and fearfully in.
I did not speak at first for fear of frightening the little one away.
But when I was satisfied that her eyes had become sufficiently
accustomed to the subdued light of the interior, I smiled.
Instantly the expression of fear faded from her eyes to be replaced
with an answering smile.
"Who are you, little girl?" I asked.
"My name is Mary," she replied. "I am Victory's sister."
"And who is Victory?"
"You do not know who Victory is?" she asked, in astonishment.
I shook my head in negation.
"You saved her from the elephant country people, and yet you say you do
not know her!" she exclaimed.
"Oh, so she is Victory, and you are her sister! I have not heard her
name before. That is why I did not know whom you meant," I explained.
Here was just the messenger for me. Fate was becoming more kind.
"Will you do something for me, Mary?" I asked.
"If I can."
"Go to your mother, the queen, and ask her to come to me," I said. "I
have a favor to ask."
She said that she would, and with a parting smile she left me.
For what seemed many hours I awaited her return, chafing with
impatience. The afternoon wore on and night came, and yet no one came
near me. My captors brought me neither food nor water. I was
suffering considerable pain where the rawhide thongs cut into my
swollen flesh. I thought that they had either forgotten me, or that it
was their intention to leave me here to die of starvation.
Once I heard a great uproar in the village. Men were shouting--women
Ahm and his people had knowledge of a speech.Page 11
Tippet was beyond succor--why waste a bullet that Caspak could never replace? If he could now escape the further notice of the monster it would be a wiser act than to throw his life away in futile revenge.Page 33
The others are at the far end of the island, which is about three marches from end to end and at its widest point about one march.Page 35
Over the opening in the roof was a grated covering, and this the Wieroo removed.Page 37
Weak as it was it had strength enough for this in its mad efforts to eat.Page 39
Always there were those whose development stopped at the first stage, others whose development ceased when they became reptiles, while by far the greater proportion formed the food supply of the ravenous creatures of the deep.Page 43
"Oh, Luata! How could you blame me? I am half crazed of hunger and long confinement and the horror of the lizards and the rats and the constant waiting for death.Page 46
To leave the mouth of the tunnel would have been to court instant discovery and capture; but by what other avenue he might escape, Bradley could not guess, unless he retraced his steps up the stream and sought egress from the other end of the city.Page 50
Here he raised the body and thrust it into the aperture where Bradley saw it drop suddenly from sight.Page 52
"There are half a dozen of them coming up; but possibly they will pass this room.Page 56
The fact that he permitted none with weapons within his presence and that he always kept two swords at his side pointed to this.Page 58
An instant later he stood waist deep in water beside the girl.Page 67
The circumstances that had thrown them together, the dangers through which they had passed, all the weird and horrible surroundings that had formed the background of his knowledge of her had had their effect--she had been but the companion of an adventure; her self-reliance, her endurance, her loyalty, had been only what one man might expect of another, and he saw that he had unconsciously assumed an attitude toward her that he might have assumed toward a man.Page 68
He took a step toward her.Page 74
The voice did not come from the direction of the U-boat; but from inland.Page 75
Suddenly von Schoenvorts wheeled about and seized Bradley's pistol arm with both hands, "Now!" he shouted.Page 79
of life they were being greeted by thousands of voracious mouths as fish and reptiles of many kinds fought to devour them, the while other and larger creatures pursued the devourers, to be, in turn, preyed upon by some other of the countless forms that inhabit the deeps of Caprona's frightful sea.Page 81
Possibly he detected a similar difference in Bradley, for his first question was, "From what country?" and though he spoke in Galu Bradley thought he detected an accent.Page 83
" As they steamed down the inland sea past the island of Oo-oh, the stories of their adventures were retold, and Bradley learned that Bowen Tyler and his bride had left the Galu country but a fortnight before and that there was every reason to believe that the Toreador might still be lying in the Pacific not far off the subterranean mouth of the river which emitted Caprona's heated waters into the ocean.Page 85
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