male raised his head, and, with cocked ears and
glaring eyes, gazed straight at the bush behind which we lay. I could
have sworn that he had discovered us, and when he took a few short and
stately steps in our direction I raised my rifle and covered him. But,
after a long, tense moment he looked away, and turned to glare in
I breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Victory. I could feel her body
quiver as she lay pressed close to me, our cheeks almost touching as we
both peered through the same small opening in the foliage.
I turned to give her a reassuring smile as the lion indicated that he
had not seen us, and as I did so she, too, turned her face toward mine,
for the same purpose, doubtless. Anyway, as our heads turned
simultaneously, our lips brushed together. A startled expression came
into Victory's eyes as she drew back in evident confusion.
As for me, the strangest sensation that I have ever experienced claimed
me for an instant. A peculiar, tingling thrill ran through my veins,
and my head swam. I could not account for it.
Naturally, being a naval officer and consequently in the best society
of the federation, I have seen much of women. With others, I have
laughed at the assertions of the savants that modern man is a cold and
passionless creation in comparison with the males of former ages--in a
word, that love, as the one grand passion, had ceased to exist.
I do not know, now, but that they were more nearly right than we have
guessed, at least in so far as modern civilized woman is concerned. I
have kissed many women--young and beautiful and middle aged and old,
and many that I had no business kissing--but never before had I
experienced that remarkable and altogether delightful thrill that
followed the accidental brushing of my lips against the lips of Victory.
The occurrence interested me, and I was tempted to experiment further.
But when I would have essayed it another new and entirely unaccountable
force restrained me. For the first time in my life I felt
embarrassment in the presence of a woman.
What further might have developed I cannot say, for at that moment a
perfect she-devil of a lioness, with keener eyes than her lord and
master, discovered us. She came trotting toward our place of
concealment, growling and baring her yellow fangs.
I waited for an instant, hoping that I might be mistaken, and
Taking advantage of the tribal war, the Mahars had gathered their Sagoths in force and fallen upon one tribe after another in rapid succession, wreaking awful havoc among them and reducing them for the most part to as pitiable a state of terror as that from which we had raised them.Page 22
I must have slid downward thousands of feet before the steep incline curved gently on to a broad, smooth, snow-covered plateau.Page 23
Perry says that inasmuch as there is no means of measuring time within Pellucidar, there can be no such thing as time here,.Page 24
We each thought that by following the little stream downward, we should come upon the large river which Ja had told me emptied into the Lural Az op-posite his island.Page 39
My own fate, or rather, my thought of it, was submerged in the natural pity I felt for this lone girl, doomed to die horribly beneath the cold, cruel eyes of her awful captors.Page 42
The Mahar who had been my involuntary companion upon my return to the outer world was Tu-al-sa.Page 54
All that I had to do was follow this river to the sea and then follow the coast to Thuria.Page 63
I wondered if Raja would stand for a leash.Page 65
Goork and his people waited in silence.Page 66
By the time we came to the cairn I was dog-tired.Page 69
One of them swung me to his shoulder as lightly as if I had been a shoat.Page 70
Across the mesa we went, to stop at last before a large pile of rocks in which an opening appeared.Page 74
With his large force, armed with the bows and arrows that Hooja had learned from me to make, with long lances and sharp knives, I feared that even the mighty strength of the beastmen could avail them but little.Page 76
If you go you may always return.Page 81
As I leaped for him his eyes fell upon me.Page 82
Had we done so we could have held it, for there are only two entrances--the narrow tunnel at one end and the steep path up the cliffs at the other.Page 85
Plunging my weight against the crumbling mass, I sent it crashing into the adjoining cavern.Page 95
What we sought was either a thag--a sort of gigantic elk--or one of the larger species of antelope, the flesh of either of which dries nicely in the.Page 97
I called aloud, but receiving no reply, set out at a brisk trot to where I had left her.Page 123
When they scampered away at the sound of the terrific explosions, and.