her delight that Byrne
was still on his feet, fighting. Foster and Norris were pushing their
man back--they were in no danger.
Quickly she ran toward Byrne and the samurai. She saw a wicked smile
upon the brown face of the little warrior, and then she saw his gleaming
sword twist in a sudden feint, and as Byrne lunged out awkwardly to
parry the expected blow the keen edge swerved and came down upon his
She was an instant too late to save, but just in time to
avenge--scarcely had the samurai's sword touched the mucker than the
point of Oda Yorimoto's short sword, wielded by the fair hand of Barbara
Harding, plunged into his heart. With a shriek he collapsed beside the
body of his victim.
Barbara Harding threw herself beside Byrne. Apparently life was extinct.
With a little cry of horror the girl put her ear close to the man's
lips. She could hear nothing.
"Come back! Come back!" she wailed. "Forgive me that cruel laugh. O
Billy! Billy! I love you!" and the daughter of old Anthony Harding,
multimillionaire and scion of the oldest aristocracy that America
boasts, took the head of the Grand Avenue mucker in her arms and covered
the white, bloody face with kisses--and in the midst of it Billy Byrne
opened his eyes.
She was caught in the act. There was no escape, and as a crimson flush
suffused her face Billy Byrne put his arms about her and drew her down
until their lips met, and this time she did not put her hands upon his
shoulders and push him away. "I love you, Billy," she said simply.
"Remember who and what I am," he cautioned, fearful lest this great
happiness be stolen away from him because she had forgotten for the
"I love you Billy," she answered, "for what you ARE."
"Until death do us part!"
And then Norris and Foster, having dispatched their man, came running
"Is he badly hurt, madam?" cried Captain Norris.
"I don't know," replied Miss Harding; "I'm just trying to help him up,
Captain Norris," she laboriously explained in an effort to account for
her arms about Billy's neck.
Norris gave a start of surprise at hearing his name.
"Who are you?" he cried. "How do you know me?" and as the girl turned
her face toward him, "Miss Harding! Thank God, Miss Harding, you are
"But where on earth did you come from?" asked Barbara.
"It's a long story, Miss Harding," replied the officer, "and the
ending of it is going to be pretty hard on you--you must try to bear up
"You don't mean
The evident cordiality with which the two men exchanged greetings filled me with wonder, for the black and white men of Barsoom were hereditary enemies--nor ever before had I known of two meeting other than in battle.Page 19
Then endow this creature of your imagination with the agility and ferocity of a half-starved Bengal tiger and the strength of a span of bulls, and you will have some faint conception of Woola in action.Page 31
There were three of them; but Phaidor must have guessed what the outcome of the battle would be, for she turned and fled from the balcony the moment she saw that I would have none of her proposition.Page 32
Here the fellow tore frantically at what appeared to be but a piece of the blank wall opposite the single window.Page 33
A hundred feet beneath lay jagged granite boulders at the brink of a frightful chasm upon which the tower abutted; and if not upon the boulders, then at the chasm's bottom, lay death, should a foot slip but once, or clutching fingers loose their hold for the fraction of an instant.Page 38
For great distances in all directions rugged hills and arid stretches of dead sea bottom discourage intercourse with them, and since there is practically no such thing as foreign commerce upon warlike Barsoom, where each nation is sufficient to itself, really little has been known relative to the court of the Jeddak of Kaol and the numerous strange, but interesting, people over whom he rules.Page 39
It is a carnivorous plant of about the bigness of a large sage-brush such as dots our western plains.Page 44
"Thus we maintain our supply, though were it not for certain commercial uses to which the virus is put, it would scarcely be necessary to add to our present store, since the sith is almost extinct.Page 53
"But that there might be no mistake I despatched a priest of your own holy cult to make the test that should pierce his disguise and reveal the truth.Page 65
Here, too, is brought, so the fable runs, all the waste stuff of the nation--everything that is subject to rot, and that can add to the foul stench that assails our nostrils.Page 72
He showed us the heating system that stores the sun's rays in great reservoirs beneath the city, and how little is necessary to maintain the perpetual summer heat of the glorious garden spot within this arctic paradise.Page 73
These three are worn by nobles high in my confidence, all of whom have been.Page 87
"Is this the surprise you held in store for me?" he cried.Page 89
Instantly I looked toward the group we were nearing, at the same time raising.Page 93
With renewed hope I bent my every energy to the deciphering of the balance of the message, and at last success rewarded my endeavor--I had read the four words: "Courage! Follow the rope.Page 102
I raised the bar and shot it to the right just as the foremost of the guardsmen threw himself against the opposite side of the massive panels.Page 110
demolished the great switch that it could not be again used to turn the powerful current into the mighty magnet of destruction it controlled.Page 116
with a glad cry, I turned with outstretched arms to seize my princess, and as my lips smothered hers to reap the reward that would be thrice ample payment for the bloody encounters through which I had passed for her dear sake from the south pole to the north.Page 123
It is love--love of you," and when I darkened my brows in disapproval of her words she raised an appealing hand.Page 131
Straight to the Throne of Righteousness they bore her, and there Tardos Mors assisted her from the car, leading her forward to my side.