went down to the rotting vegetation of the
jungle with five sinewy fingers at his throat.
His revolver exploded harmlessly in the air, and then another hand
wrenched it from him and hurled it far into the underbrush. Number
Thirteen knew nothing of the danger of firearms, but the noise had
startled him and his experience with the stinging cut of the bull whip
convinced him that this other was some sort of instrument of torture of
which it would be as well to deprive his antagonist.
Virginia Maxon looked on in horror as she realized that her rescuer was
quickly choking Dr. von Horn to death. With a little cry she sprang to
her feet and ran toward them, just as her father emerged from the
underbrush through which he had been struggling in the trail of the
agile Chinaman and von Horn. Placing her hand upon the great wrist of
the giant she tried to drag his fingers from von Horn's throat,
pleading meanwhile with both voice and eyes for the life of the man she
thought loved her.
Again Number Thirteen translated the intent without understanding the
words, and releasing von Horn permitted him to rise. With a bound he
was upon his feet and at the same instant brought his other gun from
his side and levelled it upon the man who had released him; but as his
finger tightened upon the trigger Virginia Maxon sprang between them
and grasping von Horn's wrist deflected the muzzle of the gun just as
the cartridge exploded. Simultaneously Professor Maxon sprang from his
grasp and hurled him back with the superhuman strength of a maniac.
"Fool!" he cried. "What would you do? Kill--," and then of a sudden
he realized his daughter's presence and the necessity for keeping the
origin of the young giant from her knowledge.
"I am surprised at you, Dr. von Horn," he continued in a more level
voice. "You must indeed have forgotten yourself to thus attack a
stranger upon our island until you know whether he be friend or foe.
Come! Escort my daughter to the camp, while I make the proper
apologies to this gentleman." As he saw that both Virginia and von
Horn hesitated, he repeated his command in a peremptory tone, adding;
"Quick, now; do as I bid you."
The moment had given von Horn an opportunity to regain his
self-control, and realizing as well as did his employer, but from
another motive, the necessity of keeping the truth from the girl, he
took her arm and led
of the desert--I was the only "white" man.Page 11
"David," he said, "I am not so sure that we are ON earth.Page 15
At sight of me several of the savage creatures left.Page 21
As I looked, the ape-things broke in all directions toward the surrounding hills, and then I distinguished the real cause of their perturbation.Page 25
She was quite as positive that creation was originated solely to produce her own kind and the world she lived in as are many of the outer world.Page 29
Of the twelve prisoners who had been chained ahead of me each alternate one had been freed commencing with Dian.Page 37
It is thus that we reason in relation to the brutes of our own world.Page 41
by a score of huge Sagoths, the largest I ever had seen, and on either side of her waddled a huge thipdar, while behind came another score of Sagoth guardsmen.Page 42
It seemed to me that a bean shooter would have been as effective against the mighty monster as these pitiful weapons.Page 46
I can only compare with that occasionally experienced in dreams.Page 50
At any rate in this sea and those near by it is true that only people of.Page 54
No doors or windows were visible in the sides of the structure, nor was there need of any, except one entrance for the slaves, since, as Ja explained, the Mahars flew to and from their place of ceremonial, entering and leaving the building by means of the apertures in the roof.Page 57
And then to my utter amazement I saw the forehead and eyes of the maiden come slowly out of the depths, following the gaze of the reptile just as when she had disappeared beneath the surface.Page 62
Chance carried me to the very beach upon which I had discovered Ja's canoe, and a short time later I was scrambling up the steep bank to retrace my steps from the plain of Phutra.Page 78
Crawling to the limit of my chain, I found that by reaching one hand as far out as I could my fingers still fell an inch short of the coveted instrument.Page 85
No, he wouldn't leave us, and that was all there was to it, but he suggested that Hooja might hurry on and warn the Sarians of the king's danger.Page 100
Down went that great mountain of flesh sprawling upon the ground.Page 111
Dacor took the left, while I commanded the center.Page 116
south--he thinks it is the party coming to murder me, and he doesn't want to be found with me.