marriage robes of a king of Lutha, was the man he sought.
Maenck drew his revolver. He broke the barrel, and saw that there
was a good cartridge in each chamber of the cylinder. He closed it
quietly. Then he threw open the door, stepped into the room, took
deliberate aim, and fired.
The old man with the ax moved cautiously along the corridor upon the
second floor of the Castle of Blentz until he came to a certain
door. Gently he turned the knob and pushed the door inward. Holding
the ax behind his back, he entered. In his pocket was a great roll
of money, and there was to be an equal amount waiting him at Lustadt
when his mission had been fulfilled.
Once within the room, he looked quickly about him. Upon a great bed
lay the figure of a man asleep. His face was turned toward the
opposite wall away from the side of the bed nearer the menacing
figure of the old servant. On tiptoe the man with the ax approached.
The neck of his victim lay uncovered before him. He swung the ax
behind him. A single blow, as mighty as his ancient muscles could
deliver, would suffice.
Barney Custer opened his eyes. Directly opposite him upon the wall
was a dark-toned photogravure of a hunting scene. It tilted slightly
forward upon its wire support. As Barney's eyes opened it chanced that
they were directed straight upon the shiny glass of the picture. The
light from the window struck the glass in such a way as to transform
it into a mirror. The American's eyes were glued with horror upon
the reflection that he saw there--an old man swinging a huge ax down
upon his head.
It is an open question as to which of the two was the most surprised
at the cat-like swiftness of the movement that carried Barney Custer
out of that bed and landed him in temporary safety upon the opposite
With a snarl the old man ran around the foot of the bed to corner
his prey between the bed and the wall. He was swinging the ax as
though to hurl it. So close was he that Barney guessed it would be
difficult for him to miss his mark. The least he could expect would
be a frightful wound. To have attempted to escape would have
necessitated turning his back to his adversary, inviting instant
death. To grapple with a man thus armed appeared an equally hopeless
Shoulder-high beside him hung the photogravure that had already
saved his life once. Why not again?
THE OUTLAW OF TORN By Edgar Rice Burroughs To My Friend JOSEPH E.Page 11
Say thy prayers and compose thyself for death.Page 18
Thy face shall be wrapped in many rags, for thou hast a most grievous toothache.Page 19
And thou do not do as I say, the King's men will take us and we shall be hanged, for the King hateth us.Page 25
"If the King does not mend his ways," said one of the knights, "we will drive his whole accursed pack of foreign blood-suckers into the sea.Page 26
" The old man, growing uneasy at the turn the conversation threatened, sent the youth from the room on some pretext, and himself left to prepare supper.Page 36
Henry III sent a little expedition against him, he surrounded and captured the entire force, and, stripping them, gave their clothing to the poor, and escorted them, naked, back to the very gates of London.Page 55
How be it thou so soon has changed thy mind?" "Yes, Bertrade, he was indeed respectful then, but who knows what horrid freak his mind may take, and they do say that he be cruel beyond compare.Page 58
There was a glint of armor among the drenched foliage, but the rain-buffeted eyes of the riders saw it not.Page 65
There is nothing beyond that door, with thou, poltroon, to which death in this little chamber would not be preferable.Page 80
"Stop, father, hast forgot that but for Roger de Conde ye might have seen your daughter a corpse ere now, or, worse, herself befouled and dishonored?" "I do not forget," replied the Earl, "and it is because I remember that my sword remains in its scabbard.Page 82
" "What be that, my son?" "That wheresoere I go, thou must go also.Page 98
moment entered his head.Page 105
"Roger!" shrieked Claudia Leybourn, and swooned.Page 108
She let him take her fingers in his and raise them to his lips, and then they stood looking into each other's eyes in silence for a long moment.Page 115
Though he had never formally espoused the cause of the barons, it now seemed a matter of little doubt but that, in any crisis, his grisly banner would be found on their side.Page 116
"And, as you doubtless cannot read, I will read the King's commands to you.Page 130
a few words of instructions, to one of his men.Page 137
I ask no forgiveness for what I know you never can forgive.Page 150
reasons of clarity: "chid" to "chide" "sword play" to "swordplay" "subtile" to "subtle".