would turn off in some other direction. But no--she increased her trot
to a gallop, and then I fired at her, but the bullet, though it struck
her full in the breast, didn't stop her.
Screaming with pain and rage, the creature fairly flew toward us.
Behind her came other lions. Our case looked hopeless. We were upon
the brink of the river. There seemed no avenue of escape, and I knew
that even my modern automatic rifle was inadequate in the face of so
many of these fierce beasts.
To remain where we were would have been suicidal. We were both
standing now, Victory keeping her place bravely at my side, when I
reached the only decision open to me.
Seizing the girl's hand, I turned, just as the lioness crashed into the
opposite side of the bushes, and, dragging Victory after me, leaped
over the edge of the bank into the river.
I did not know that lions are not fond of water, nor did I know if
Victory could swim, but death, immediate and terrible, stared us in the
face if we remained, and so I took the chance.
At this point the current ran close to the shore, so that we were
immediately in deep water, and, to my intense satisfaction, Victory
struck out with a strong, overhand stroke and set all my fears on her
account at rest.
But my relief was short-lived. That lioness, as I have said before,
was a veritable devil. She stood for a moment glaring at us, then like
a shot she sprang into the river and swam swiftly after us.
Victory was a length ahead of me.
"Swim for the other shore!" I called to her.
I was much impeded by my rifle, having to swim with one hand while I
clung to my precious weapon with the other. The girl had seen the
lioness take to the water, and she had also seen that I was swimming
much more slowly than she, and what did she do? She started to drop
back to my side.
"Go on!" I cried. "Make for the other shore, and then follow down
until you find my friends. Tell them that I sent you, and with orders
that they are to protect you. Go on! Go on!"
But she only waited until we were again swimming side by side, and I
saw that she had drawn her long knife, and was holding it between her
"Do as I tell you!" I said to her sharply,
I knew the Indians would soon discover that they were on the wrong trail and that the search for me would be renewed in the right direction as soon as they located my tracks.Page 29
That he was weakening perceptibly was evident, but so also was the ape, whose struggles were growing momentarily less.Page 60
I suggested that they might also bring some of the sleeping silks and furs which belonged to me as spoils of combat, for the nights were cold and I had none of my own.Page 63
had fallen to me from the warriors whose metal I wore, and in a short time I could handle them quite as well as the native warriors.Page 77
We traversed a trackless waste of moss which, bending to the pressure of broad tire or padded foot, rose up again behind us, leaving no sign that we had passed.Page 79
She, my mother, was of the retinue of the great Tal Hajus, while her lover was a simple warrior, wearing only his own metal.Page 81
The sounds we heard were the squealing of thoats and the grumbling of zitidars, with the occasional clank of arms which announced the approach of a body of warriors.Page 82
"When he returned from his expedition and learned the story of my mother's fate I was present as Tal Hajus told him; but never by the quiver of a muscle did he betray the slightest emotion; only he did not laugh as Tal Hajus gleefully described her death struggles.Page 91
It was well indeed that I took this precaution, for the conversation I heard was in the low gutturals of men, and the words which finally came to me proved a most timely warning.Page 97
There was but one slight chance and that we must take quickly.Page 102
Presently they came in contact with a small chain at the end of which dangled a number of keys.Page 110
To experiment with my new-found toy I thought to surprise him into revealing this combination and so I asked him in a casual manner how he had managed to unlock the massive doors for me from the inner chambers of the building.Page 116
Had nothing further than my own safety or pleasure been at stake no argument could have prevailed upon me to turn away the one creature upon Barsoom that had never failed in a demonstration of affection and loyalty; but as I would willingly have offered my life in the service of her in search of whom I was about to challenge the unknown dangers of this, to me, mysterious city, I could not permit even Woola's life to threaten the success of my venture, much less his momentary happiness, for I doubted not he soon would forget me.Page 129
They were felled not by a number of fighting men, but by a single opponent.Page 131
"You are a resourceful man.Page 132
The building was an enormous one, rearing its lofty head fully a thousand feet into the air.Page 139
There was no alternative.Page 144
My blade was swinging with the rapidity of lightning as I sought to parry the thrusts and cuts of my opponents.Page 145
That you are a princess does not abash me, but that you are you is enough to make me doubt my sanity as I ask you, my princess, to be.Page 154
I had to fly low to get sufficient air to breathe, but I took a straight course across an old sea bottom and so had to rise only a few feet above the ground.