the type of man he was. But as it would
not be necessary ever to leave the girl alone with him I felt no
apprehension for her safety.
After the incident of the discussion of barbarians I thought that
Victory's manner toward me changed perceptibly. She held aloof from
me, and when Snider took his turn at the wheel, sat beside him, upon
the pretext that she wished to learn how to steer the launch. I
wondered if she had guessed the man's antipathy for me, and was seeking
his company solely for the purpose of piquing me.
Snider was, too, taking full advantage of his opportunity. Often he
leaned toward the girl to whisper in her ear, and he laughed much,
which was unusual with Snider.
Of course, it was nothing at all to me; yet, for some unaccountable
reason, the sight of the two of them sitting there so close to one
another and seeming to be enjoying each other's society to such a
degree irritated me tremendously, and put me in such a bad humor that I
took no pleasure whatsoever in the last few hours of the crossing.
We aimed to land near the site of ancient Ostend. But when we neared
the coast we discovered no indication of any human habitations
whatever, let alone a city. After we had landed, we found the same
howling wilderness about us that we had discovered on the British Isle.
There was no slightest indication that civilized man had ever set a
foot upon that portion of the continent of Europe.
Although I had feared as much, since our experience in England, I could
not but own to a feeling of marked disappointment, and to the gravest
fears of the future, which induced a mental depression that was in no
way dissipated by the continued familiarity between Victory and Snider.
I was angry with myself that I permitted that matter to affect me as it
had. I did not wish to admit to myself that I was angry with this
uncultured little savage, that it made the slightest difference to me
what she did or what she did not do, or that I could so lower myself as
to feel personal enmity towards a common sailor. And yet, to be
honest, I was doing both.
Finding nothing to detain us about the spot where Ostend once had
stood, we set out up the coast in search of the mouth of the River
Rhine, which I purposed ascending in search of civilized man. It was
"May the good Lord be praised! I have been watching you for hours, hoping against hope that THIS time there would be a white man.Page 4
"It should soon be over at.Page 28
quite close to Dian.Page 36
I didn't see what accident could befall a whole community in a land of perpetual daylight where the inhabitants had no fixed habits of sleep.Page 44
I ran to the right, passing several exits choked with the fear mad mob that were battling to escape.Page 51
the islands.Page 52
Together we dragged the skiff far up into the bushes that grew beyond the sand.Page 53
In fact three-fourths of the education of the young male Mezop consists in familiarizing himself with these jungle avenues, and the status of an adult is largely determined by the number of trails which he can follow upon his own island.Page 58
I imagine that they do not bring their Sagoths here, because they are ashamed of the practice, which is supposed to obtain only among the least advanced of their race; but I would wager my canoe against a broken paddle that there is no Mahar but eats human flesh whenever she can get it.Page 62
Clumps of strange trees dotted the landscape here and there almost to the water, and rank grass and ferns grew between.Page 73
Anyone with half an eye could see that.Page 74
As I entered the room he glanced up and nodded pleasantly to me, only to resume his work as though I had never been away at all.Page 85
"You and Hooja go on ahead," I said.Page 91
Then I returned again to the valley for an armful of grasses and on this trip was fortunate enough to knock over an orthopi, the diminutive horse of Pellucidar, a little animal about the size of a fox terrier, which abounds in all parts of the inner world.Page 99
I ducked beneath his raised arm, and when he wheeled to come at me again he found a sword's point in his face.Page 100
Picking up my sword I leaned upon it, looking down on the dead body of my foeman, and as I thought of the battle I had just fought and won a great idea was born in my brain--the outcome of this and the suggestion that Perry had made within the city of Phutra.Page 106
She was beginning to think that I was omnipotent although I really hadn't done anything but talk--but that is the way with women when they love.Page 107
UP is about the only direction which is well defined, and that, of course, is DOWN to you of the outer crust.Page 108
The Thorians alone of all the races of Pellucidar ride the lidi, for nowhere else than beside the dark country are they found.Page 116
Did the Arabs murder him, after all, just on the eve of his departure? Or, did he again turn the nose of his iron monster toward the inner world? Did he reach it, or lies he somewhere buried in the heart of the great crust? And if he did come again to Pellucidar was it to break through into the bottom of one of her great island seas, or among some savage race far, far from the land of his heart's desire? Does the answer lie somewhere upon the bosom of the broad Sahara, at the end of two tiny wires, hidden beneath a lost cairn? I wonder.