to hide the fact by removing the insignia of your
divine right to rule in Lutha."
Barney could not but smile at the old fellow's remarkable logic. He
saw that nothing short of a miracle would ever convince Joseph that
he was not the real monarch, and so, as matters of greater
importance were to the fore, he would have allowed the subject to
drop had not the man attempted to recall to the impoverished memory
of his king a recollection of the historic and venerated relic of
the dead monarchs of Lutha.
"Do you not remember, sir," he asked, "the great ruby that glared,
blood-red from its center, and the four sets of golden wings that
formed the setting? From the blood of Charlemagne was the ruby made,
so history tells us, and the setting represented the protecting
wings of the power of the kings of Lutha spread to the four points
of the compass. Now your majesty must recall the royal ring, I am
Barney only shook his head, much to Joseph's evident sorrow.
"Never mind the ring, Joseph," said the young man. "Bring your rope
and lead me to the floor above."
"The floor above? But, your majesty, we cannot reach the vaults and
tunnel by going upward!"
"You forget, Joseph, that we are going to fetch the Princess Emma
"But she is not on the floor above us, sire; she is upon the same
floor as we are," insisted the old man, hesitating.
"Joseph, who do you think I am?" asked Barney.
"You are the king, my lord," replied the old man.
"Then do as your king commands," said the American sharply.
Joseph turned with dubious mutterings and approached the tiled panel
at the left of the fireplace. Here he fumbled about for a moment
until his fingers found the hidden catch that held the cunningly
devised door in place. An instant later the panel swung inward
before his touch, and standing to one side, the old fellow bowed low
as he ushered Barney into the Stygian darkness of the space beyond
Joseph halted the young man just within the doorway, cautioning him
against the danger of falling into the shaft, then he closed the
panel, and a moment later had found the lantern he had hidden there
and lighted it. The rays disclosed to the American the rough masonry
of the interior of a narrow, well-built shaft. A rude ladder
standing upon a narrow ledge beside him extended upward to lose
itself in the shadows above. At its foot the top of another ladder
was visible protruding through the opening from
"Yes, Tara of Helium, they come," replied the slave.Page 11
Never had she been so insulted and humiliated.Page 16
Her coolness had saved her, that and the strength of the deck lashings that held her.Page 20
"All is ready.Page 22
Like most women of her class she was armed only with a single slender blade, so that in such an emergency as now confronted her she must depend almost solely upon her cleverness in remaining undiscovered by enemies.Page 23
The valley appeared to be in a high state of cultivation.Page 38
These the girl could not read though she guessed that they were the names of the tunnels, or notices indicating the points to which they led.Page 51
The same tempest that had proved his undoing had borne Tara of Helium to this distant country.Page 67
The man sprang to the control and let the craft drop quickly toward the ground where followed the banths, still hot for their prey.Page 72
The girl looked him full in the eyes for the first time.Page 73
"There are none to impede our progress," urged Gahan, "so why tax the strength of the Princess by needless haste?" "I fear not so much opposition ahead, for there are none there who know the thing that has been done in Luud's chambers this night; but the kaldane of one of the warriors who stood guard before Luud's apartment escaped, and you may count it a truth that he lost no time in seeking aid.Page 85
" Tara shook her head.Page 91
For some time he sat there waiting for he knew not what.Page 99
"Where is Turan, my warrior?" she demanded.Page 112
The lips of the warrior were drawing closer to those of the woman, but they never touched them, for suddenly the man straightened, stiffly, a shriek upon his lips, and then he crumpled like an empty fur and lay, a shrunken heap, upon the floor.Page 128
Corphal and so you believe, too, that only the sword of a jeddak may slay me, therefore your blades are useless against me.Page 145
What say you?" The man's eyes denoted sudden surprise.Page 157
the slave Turan who stole the woman Tara from your throne room, O-Tar.Page 177
"Go then, through the burrows of the ulsios, to The Gate of Enemies and carry to Floran the message that I shall write in his own language.