close to the yacht, which had slowed down
almost to a dead stop. In answer to the query of the Lotus' captain
Skipper Simms was explaining their trouble.
"I'm Captain Jones," he shouted, "of the brigantine Clarinda, Frisco
to Yokohama with dynamite. We disabled our rudder yesterday, an' this
afternoon fire started in the hold. It's makin' headway fast now, an'll
reach the dynamite most any time. You'd better take us aboard, an' get
away from here as quick as you can. 'Tain't safe nowhere within five
hun'erd fathom of her."
"You'd better make haste, Captain, hadn't you?" suggested Mr. Harding.
"I don't like the looks of things, sir," replied that officer. "She
ain't flyin' any dynamite flag, an' if she was an' had a hold full
there wouldn't be any particular danger to us, an' anyone that has
ever shipped dynamite would know it, or ought to. It's not fire that
detonates dynamite, it's concussion. No sir, Mr. Harding, there's
something queer here--I don't like the looks of it. Why just take a good
look at the faces of those men. Did you ever see such an ugly-looking
pack of unhung murderers in your life, sir?"
"I must admit that they're not an overly prepossessing crowd, Norris,"
replied Mr. Harding. "But it's not always either fair or safe to judge
strangers entirely by appearances. I'm afraid that there's nothing else
for it in the name of common humanity than to take them aboard, Norris.
I'm sure your fears are entirely groundless."
"Then it's your orders, sir, to take them aboard?" asked Captain Norris.
"Yes, Captain, I think you'd better," said Mr. Harding.
"Very good, sir," replied the officer, turning to give the necessary
The officers and men of the Halfmoon swarmed up the sides of the Lotus,
dark-visaged, fierce, and forbidding.
"Reminds me of a boarding party of pirates," remarked Billy Mallory,
as he watched Blanco, the last to throw a leg over the rail, reach the
"They're not very pretty, are they?" murmured Barbara Harding,
instinctively shrinking closer to her companion.
"'Pretty' scarcely describes them, Barbara," said Billy; "and do you
know that somehow I am having difficulty in imagining them on their
knees giving up thanks to the Lord for their rescue--that was your
recent idea of 'em, you will recall."
"If you have purposely set yourself the task of being more than
ordinarily disagreeable today, Billy," said Barbara sweetly, "I'm sure
it will please you to know that you are succeeding."
"I'm glad I'm successful at something then," laughed the man. "I've
certainly been unsuccessful enough in another matter."
"What, for example?" asked Barbara, innocently.
"Why in trying
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At my heels tonight the faithful beast moved softly in my tracks.Page 4
My quarry was plainly visible again, and in the increasing light from the phosphorescent rock that lay embedded in great patches in the.Page 23
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All about us I could hear the stealthy movement of great, padded feet, and now and then the wicked gleam of green eyes upon us.Page 41
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Several times I attempted to scale the barrier at different points, but not even my earthly muscles could overcome that cleverly constructed rampart.Page 52
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" As he spoke he looked straight at Matai Shang, not as a devotee should look at a high priest, but as a ruler of men looks at one to whom he issues a command.Page 64
"The ancient chronicles of the first historians of Barsoom--so ancient that we have for ages considered them mythology--record the passing of the yellow men from the ravages of the green hordes that overran Barsoom as the drying up of the great oceans drove the dominant races from their strongholds.Page 66
A full score of the mighty beasts were disposed about the chamber.Page 67
To this end Thuvan Dihn placed himself close against the cave's wall, beside the.Page 74
As he had said, we found numerous caves in the hillsides about us, and into one of these we crept for the night.Page 86
A great number of nobles crowded the room, and among them I saw Thurid, but Matai Shang was not there.Page 95
So this was the meaning of the words: "Follow the rope.Page 97
"Now," he said, "are you quite sure that you know the way to your destination? You must travel quickly to cover the ground to the cave and from thence beyond the Great Power, all within a brief hour, for no more dare I spare you.Page 109
For a time he liked to have bested me; but presently the latent possibilities that must have been lying dormant within me for a lifetime came to the fore, and I fought as I had never dreamed a human being could fight.Page 131
"Judges," he said, "there can be but one verdict.