few dying fires
cast a wavering and uncertain light upon the scene. Through the shadows
Billy Byrne crept closer and closer. At last he lay close beside one of
the huts which was to be the first to claim his attention.
For several moments he lay listening intently for any sound which might
come from within; but there was none. He crawled to the doorway and
peered within. Utter darkness shrouded and hid the interior.
Billy rose and walked boldly inside. If he could see no one within, then
no one could see him once he was inside the door. Therefore, so reasoned
Billy Byrne, he would have as good a chance as the occupants of the hut,
should they prove to be enemies.
He crossed the floor carefully, stopping often to listen. At last he
heard a rustling sound just ahead of him. His fingers tightened upon the
revolver he carried in his right hand, by the barrel, clublike. Billy
had no intention of making any more noise than necessary.
Again he heard a sound from the same direction. It was not at all unlike
the frightened gasp of a woman. Billy emitted a low growl, in fair
imitation of a prowling dog that has been disturbed.
Again the gasp, and a low: "Go away!" in liquid feminine tones--and in
Billy uttered a low: "S-s-sh!" and tiptoed closer. Extending his hands
they presently came in contact with a human body which shrank from him
with another smothered cry.
"Barbara!" whispered Billy, bending closer.
A hand reached out through the darkness, found him, and closed upon his
"Who are you?" asked a low voice.
"Billy," he replied. "Are you alone in here?"
"No, an old woman guards me," replied the girl, and at the same time
they both heard a movement close at hand, and something scurried
past them to be silhouetted for an instant against the path of lesser
darkness which marked the location of the doorway.
"There she goes!" cried Barbara. "She heard you and she has gone for
"Then come!" said Billy, seizing the girl's arm and dragging her to her
feet; but they had scarce crossed half the distance to the doorway when
the cries of the old woman without warned them that the camp was being
Billy thrust a revolver into Barbara's hand. "We gotta make a fight of
it, little girl," he said. "But you'd better die than be here alone."
As they emerged from the hut they saw warriors running from every
doorway. The old woman stood screaming in Piman at the top of her lungs.
Billy, keeping Barbara in front
"We may stop here, and die of asphyxiation when our atmosphere tanks are empty," replied Perry, "or we may continue on with the slight hope that we may later sufficiently deflect the prospector from the vertical to carry us along the arc of a great circle which must eventually return us to the surface.Page 17
As we approached it my escort broke into wild shouting which was immediately answered from within, and a moment later a swarm of creatures of the same strange race as those who had captured me poured out to meet us.Page 32
The Sagoths treated us both with marked respect during the balance of the journey, and then passed the word along to their masters, the Mahars.Page 36
Perry said it must be some sort of homing instinct such as is possessed by certain breeds of earthly pigeons.Page 39
Perry thought we had best not tell him too much, and so I only explained that I had a plan for escape.Page 40
Reptiles that they are, the rough surface of a great stone is to them as plush as upholstery to us.Page 43
The man seized the spears, handing one of them to the woman.Page 47
I felt myself a second Adam wending my lonely way through the childhood of a world, searching for my Eve, and at the thought there rose before my mind's eye the exquisite outlines of a perfect face surmounted by a loose pile of wondrous, raven hair.Page 48
The speed of the fellow seemed to preclude the possibility of escaping him upon the open beach.Page 51
Once, when Pellucidar was young, the Sagoths were wont to capture us for slaves as they do the other men of Pellucidar, it is handed down from father to son among us that this is so; but we fought so desperately and slew so many Sagoths, and those of us that were captured killed so many Mahars in their own cities that at last they learned that it were better to leave us alone, and later came the time that the Mahars became too indolent even to catch their own fish, except for amusement, and then they needed us to supply their wants, and so a truce was made between the races.Page 52
"We must hide our canoes," explained Ja, "for the Mezops of Luana are always at war with us and would steal them if they found them," he nodded toward an island farther out at sea, and at so great a distance that it seemed but a blur hanging in the distant sky.Page 58
My hands were resting upon a small piece of granite which formed a part of the wall,.Page 67
" "But why did you do it?" I asked, puzzled at this show of friendship on the part of a man of another world and a different race and color.Page 71
Though they brandished their long spears and yelled like wild Comanches I paid not the slightest attention to them, walking quietly toward them as though unaware of their existence.Page 79
I could have shouted aloud in joy and relief.Page 96
" Dian certainly was candid.Page 97
"Jubal," she said, and nodded toward the forest.Page 106
She said that if Dacor, her brother, would only return he could easily be king of Amoz, and that then he and Ghak could form an alliance.Page 114
It is needless to recount the horrors or the monotony of that journey.Page 116
And always do these awful questions harass me when I think of David Innes and his strange adventures.