then a brave man will sit upon the throne of Lutha, your
Barney laid his hand upon the shoulder of the other.
"It cannot be, my friend," he said. "There is more than a throne at
stake for me, but to win them both I could not do the thing you
suggest. If Leopold of Lutha lives he must be crowned tomorrow."
"And if he does not live?" asked Butzow.
Barney Custer shrugged his shoulders.
It was dusk when the two entered the palace grounds in Lustadt. The
sight of Barney threw the servants and functionaries of the royal
household into wild excitement and confusion. Men ran hither and
thither bearing the glad tidings that the king had returned.
Old von der Tann was announced within ten minutes after Barney
reached his apartments. He urged upon the American the necessity for
greater caution in the future.
"Your majesty's life is never safe while Peter of Blentz is abroad
in Lutha," cried he.
"It was to save your king from Peter that we rode from Lustadt last
night," replied Barney, but the old prince did not catch the double
meaning of the words.
While they talked a young officer of cavalry begged an audience. He
had important news for the king, he said. From him Barney learned
that Peter of Blentz had succeeded in recruiting a fair-sized army
in the lowlands. Two regiments of government infantry and a squadron
of cavalry had united forces with him, for there were those who
still accepted him as regent, believing his contention that the true
king was dead, and that he whose coronation was to be attempted was
but the puppet of old Von der Tann.
The morning of November 5 broke clear and cold. The old town of
Lustadt was awakened with a start at daybreak by the booming of
cannon. Mounted messengers galloped hither and thither through the
steep, winding streets. Troops, foot and horse, moved at the double
from the barracks along the King's Road to the fortifications which
guard the entrance to the city at the foot of Margaretha Street.
Upon the heights above the town Barney Custer and the old Prince von
der Tann stood surrounded by officers and aides watching the advance
of a skirmish line up the slopes toward Lustadt. Behind, the thin
line columns of troops were marching under cover of two batteries of
field artillery that Peter of Blentz had placed upon a wooden knoll
to the southeast of the city.
The guns upon the single fort that, overlooking the broad valley,
guarded the entire southern exposure of the city were
I stood rigid, spellbound, watching the white wake of the torpedo.Page 3
Nobs and I had gained some little distance from the ship when it rolled completely over and sank.Page 6
The old scalawag just closed his eyes and put on one of the softest "sugar-wouldn't-melt-in-my-mouth" expressions you ever saw and stood there taking it and asking for more.Page 10
What happened in the next few seconds happened so quickly that details are rather blurred in my memory.Page 15
"About one more of those, and she'll have our range," he said.Page 17
By this time the craft was going down by the head with a most unpleasant list to port, and I didn't wait to transmit orders to some one else but ran as fast as I could for the valve that let the sea into the forward port diving-tank.Page 19
" But she never turned a hair by way.Page 23
Now, too, we knew definitely where we were, and I determined to make for Georgetown, British Guiana--but I was destined to again suffer bitter disappointment.Page 24
The first thing von Schoenvorts did was to send for me and announce that as a pirate I was to be shot early the next morning.Page 26
Von Schoenvorts had recovered from his first surprise quickly and had turned toward the main hatch to investigate.Page 29
As I came to my feet, I heard the conning-tower cover slam.Page 32
"I did it alone," he said.Page 34
As darkness threatened, we drew away and lay well off the coast all night.Page 42
I saw I could do nothing with her unless I exerted force, and.Page 54
We ran for the better part of a mile without hearing anything more from the direction of the harbor, and then I reduced the speed to a walk, for the exercise was telling on us who had been cooped up for so long in the confined interior of the U-33.Page 68
Their features were distinctly negroid, though their skins were white.Page 70
" And I kept on in the direction of the cliff's base.Page 76
Here again was a new type of man--a higher type than the primitive tribe I had just quitted.Page 80
How they did it without awakening me I cannot tell you.Page 85
He was a mighty beast, mightily muscled, and the urge that has made males fight since the dawn of life on earth filled him with the blood-lust and the thirst to slay; but not one whit less did it fill me with the same primal passions.