superintendent turned back to the paper in
his hand which he had been discussing with his employer at the moment of
the interruption. He had volleyed his instructions at Bridge as though
pouring a rain of lead from a machine gun, and now that he had said what
he had to say the incident was closed in so far as he was concerned.
The hospitality of the Southwest permitted no stranger to be turned away
without food and a night's lodging. Grayson having arranged for these
felt that he had done all that might be expected of a host, especially
when the uninvited guest was so obviously a hobo and doubtless a horse
thief as well, for who ever knew a hobo to own a horse?
Bridge continued to sit where he had reined in his pony. He was looking
at Grayson with what the discerning boss judged to be politely concealed
"Possibly," suggested the boss in a whisper to his aide, "the man has
business with you. You did not ask him, and I am sure that he said
nothing about wishing a meal or a place to sleep."
"Huh?" grunted Grayson, and then to Bridge, "Well, what the devil DO you
"A job," replied Bridge, "or, to be more explicit, I need a job--far be
it from me to WISH one."
The Easterner smiled. Grayson looked a bit mystified--and irritated.
"Well, I hain't got none," he snapped. "We don't need nobody now unless
it might be a good puncher--one who can rope and ride."
"I can ride," replied Bridge, "as is evidenced by the fact that you now
see me astride a horse."
"I said RIDE," said Grayson. "Any fool can SIT on a horse. NO, I hain't
got nothin', an' I'm busy now. Hold on!" he exclaimed as though seized
by a sudden inspiration. He looked sharply at Bridge for a moment and
then shook his head sadly. "No, I'm afraid you couldn't do it--a guy's
got to be eddicated for the job I got in mind."
"Washing dishes?" suggested Bridge.
Grayson ignored the playfulness of the other's question.
"Keepin' books," he explained. There was a finality in his tone which
said: "As you, of course, cannot keep books the interview is now over.
"I could try," said Bridge. "I can read and write, you know. Let me
try." Bridge wanted money for the trip to Rio, and, too, he wanted to
stay in the country until Billy was ready to leave.
"Savvy Spanish?" asked Grayson.
"I read and write it better than I speak it," said Bridge, "though I do
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The instrument itself is below deck, geared both to the steering apparatus and the control levers.Page 9
For a long time the two were closeted together, and when at last the giant serving man emerged from the inner office his expression was cast in a smile of sinister satisfaction.Page 14
To them there is no sweeter music than this.Page 23
It came from behind the screening shelter of the ersite shaft.Page 25
There was a sharp explosion.Page 32
His heart leaped in rejoicing.Page 35
"After we arrived at Aaanthor they wore the metal of the Prince of Helium.Page 44
We shall see if both be lies.Page 55
Yet he was an etherealist.Page 62
The great banth turned back toward the advancing bowmen and growled.Page 63
The thing that lay beyond that look had been deep in his heart since first he had laid eyes upon Thuvia of Ptarth.Page 66
The Heliumite, scarce pausing at the forest's verge, pushed on across the plain toward the city, when presently he descried a huddled form in the grass at his feet.Page 72
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Warriors leaped to their feet, grasping their weapons as they.Page 79
With difficulty Carthoris urged the two beasts to the gate, where, leaning down, he raised the latch.Page 80
There was, however, a single drawback.Page 82
Safely she passed through to the hills beyond, and here, under the bright light of Mars' two moons, she halted to plan her future action.Page 92
The listener at the ventilator came to his feet slowly, like an old man.Page 110
A Dusarian noble.