the remains of a
chemically produced counterfeit created in my own laboratory," they
would have smiled, and either hanged him or put him away with the other
This phase of the many possibilities which he had realized might be
contingent upon even the partial success of his work alone had escaped
his consideration, so that the first wave of triumphant exultation with
which he had viewed the finished result of this last experiment had
been succeeded by overwhelming consternation as he saw the thing which
he had created gasp once or twice with the feeble spark of life with
which he had endowed it, and expire--leaving upon his hands the corpse
of what was, to all intent and purpose, a human being, albeit a most
grotesque and misshapen thing.
Until nearly noon Professor Maxon was occupied in removing the
remaining stains and evidences of his gruesome work, but when he at
last turned the key in the door of his workshop it was to leave behind
no single trace of the successful result of his years of labor.
The following afternoon found him and Virginia crossing the station
platform to board the express for New York. So quietly had their plans
been made that not a friend was at the train to bid them farewell--the
scientist felt that he could not bear the strain of attempting
explanations at this time.
But there were those there who recognized them, and one especially who
noted the lithe, trim figure and beautiful face of Virginia Maxon
though he did not know even the name of their possessor. It was a tall
well built young man who nudged one of his younger companions as the
girl crossed the platform to enter her Pullman.
"I say, Dexter," he exclaimed, "who is that beauty?"
The one addressed turned in the direction indicated by his friend.
"By jove!" he exclaimed. "Why it's Virginia Maxon and the professor,
her father. Now where do you suppose they're going?"
"I don't know--now," replied the first speaker, Townsend J. Harper,
Jr., in a half whisper, "but I'll bet you a new car that I find out."
A week later, with failing health and shattered nerves, Professor Maxon
sailed with his daughter for a long ocean voyage, which he hoped would
aid him in rapid recuperation, and permit him to forget the nightmare
memory of those three horrible days and nights in his workshop.
He believed that he had reached an unalterable decision never again to
meddle with the mighty, awe inspiring secrets of creation; but with
returning health and balance he found himself viewing
Again the former's rifle spit angrily, and the bear turned again in his direction.Page 4
A cold spring bubbled from the base of a rocky formation which overhung and partially encircled a small inclosure.Page 10
It was then that Tippet appeared to come out of his trance, for with a cry of terror he turned and fled to the left.Page 19
However, he was rewarded with nothing more than the constant flap-flap.Page 21
Hanging by their knees from this perch, their heads downward and their bodies wrapped in their huge wings, slept the creatures of the night before--like two great, horrid bats they hung, asleep.Page 25
This he dumped into Bradley's "trough," as he already thought of it.Page 27
Again Bradley strode toward the ladder, and this time the circle parted before him; but no sooner had he ascended a few rungs than he was seized by one foot and an effort made to drag him down.Page 32
" "Poor she-snake!" snapped the Wieroo.Page 33
" The Wieroos approached boldly to take Bradley's "hatchet" from him, their leader having indicated the pistol hanging in its holster at the Englishman's hip,.Page 39
With that thought in mind Bradley discovered that it was not difficult to believe in the possibility of such a scheme--there was nothing new in it.Page 42
When he struck it, An-Tak gave a cry of terror.Page 43
He could see nothing of his surroundings and felt nothing but the smooth, worn sides and rungs of the ladder down which he felt his way cautiously lest a broken rung or a misstep should hurl him downward.Page 44
in which he might learn these things, and that was to lower himself into the stream.Page 53
When they reach a point where the entire robe is of yellow, they discard it for a white robe with a red slash; and when one wins a complete red robe, he carries such a long, curved knife as you have in your hand; after that comes the blue slash on a white robe, and then, I suppose, an all blue robe.Page 54
" The creature addressed turned and slipped through the doorway, closing the door after it, but first depositing its curved blade upon the floor without.Page 64
One pair of the wings he adjusted to the girl's shoulders by means of the rope.Page 70
They had opened into semicircular formation now with the evident intention of cutting the two off from returning into the wood.Page 74
volley of German oaths and expletives among which he heard Englische schweinhunde repeated several times.Page 79
Maybe someday I shall return.Page 83
Down the coast they steamed toward the beach where Billings had made his crossing in the hydro-aeroplane and just at dusk the lookout announced a light dead ahead.