to push me
from her. "You called me a barbarian!" she said.
Ah, so that was it! That still rankled. I crushed her to me.
"You could not love a barbarian," she went on, but she had ceased to
"But I do love a barbarian, Victory!" I cried, "the dearest barbarian
in the world."
She raised her eyes to mine, and then her smooth, brown arms encircled
my neck and drew my lips down to hers.
"I love you--I have loved you always!" she said, and then she buried
her face upon my shoulder and sobbed. "I have been so unhappy," she
said, "but I could not die while I thought that you might live."
As we stood there, momentarily forgetful of all else than our new found
happiness, the ferocity of the bombardment increased until scarce
thirty seconds elapsed between the shells that rained about the palace.
To remain long would be to invite certain death. We could not escape
the way that we had entered the apartment, for not only was the
corridor now choked with debris, but beyond the corridor there were
doubtless many members of the emperor's household who would stop us.
Upon the opposite side of the room was another door, and toward this I
led the way. It opened into a third apartment with windows overlooking
an inner court. From one of these windows I surveyed the courtyard.
Apparently it was empty, and the rooms upon the opposite side were
Assisting Victory to the open, I followed, and together we crossed the
court, discovering upon the opposite side a number of wide, wooden
doors set in the wall of the palace, with small windows between. As we
stood close behind one of the doors, listening, a horse within neighed.
"The stables!" I whispered, and, a moment later, had pushed back a door
and entered. From the city about us we could hear the din of great
commotion, and quite close the sounds of battle--the crack of thousands
of rifles, the yells of the soldiers, the hoarse commands of officers,
and the blare of bugles.
The bombardment had ceased as suddenly as it had commenced. I judged
that the enemy was storming the city, for the sounds we heard were the
sounds of hand-to-hand combat.
Within the stables I groped about until I had found saddles and bridles
for two horses. But afterward, in the darkness, I could find but a
single mount. The doors of the opposite side, leading to the street,
were open, and we could see great
And Malbihn's shout and shot had set the others going.Page 66
That both were greatly puzzled was apparent from the questioning looks they cast at.Page 78
As Meriem became proficient in their common language the pleasures of their companionship grew correspondingly, for now they could converse and aided by the mental powers of their human heritage they amplified the restricted vocabulary of the apes until talking was transformed from a task into an enjoyable pastime.Page 79
For familiar objects they had names, as well as for those conditions which induced pain or pleasure, joy, sorrow, or rage.Page 82
Often the girl came in for many blows that were intended for a hairy foe, and once she was felled, lying unconscious while the apes, relieved of the distraction of detaining her by force, tore into one another in fierce and terrible combat.Page 83
Then he stood upon the latter and gave tongue to his hideous challenge.Page 92
Now they were closer to his village than they had been for years, yet safe enough from discovery owing to the uninhabited nature of the intervening jungle and the fear and enmity of Kovudoo's people for The Sheik, who, in time past, had raided and all but exterminated the tribe.Page 99
He was handicapped in his flight by the weight of the girl whose legs would but scarce bear her weight, to say nothing of maintaining her in rapid flight, for the tightly drawn bonds that had been about her ankles for so long had stopped circulation and partially paralyzed her extremities.Page 102
A few moments later Malbihn strolled back into the encampment, where he went to some pains to let it be known that he had had a shot at a fine buck and missed.Page 107
He seized her and she struck him heavily in the mouth as he sought to kiss her.Page 110
With a muttered curse Jenssen broke into a rapid run.Page 112
You understand?" Malbihn blustered and threatened, finishing by applying a most uncomplimentary name to his captor.Page 124
His sorrow had deepened this to a sullen moroseness that could not brook even the savage companionship of the ill-natured baboons.Page 130
Where before it had been an actuality to her she now realized that Korak was but a memory.Page 133
With a parting bleat it dashed off into the jungle.Page 138
The more he thought upon the matter the more evident it became to him that he had given her his love--that he had been upon the verge of offering her his honorable name.Page 179
That she would come so soon, however, he had not guessed, and so when he topped the point and came again within sight of the river he saw that which drew an angry oath from his lips--his quarry already was half way across the river.Page 212
Men, women and children ran helter skelter for safety.Page 214
Baynes home," he said.