enemy as it hid the enemy from them. They had
reached the point where Barbara was positive the sentry should be.
The girl was clinging tightly to Billy's left arm. He could feel the
pressure of her fingers as they sunk into his muscles, sending little
tremors and thrills through his giant frame. Even in the face of death
Billy Byrne could sense the ecstasies of personal contact with this
girl--the only woman he ever had loved or ever would.
And then a black shadow loomed before them, and a rifle flashed in their
faces without a word or a sign of warning.
CHAPTER XVII. "YOU ARE MY GIRL!"
MR. ANTHONY HARDING was pacing back and forth the length of the veranda
of the ranchhouse at El Orobo waiting for some word of hope from those
who had ridden out in search of his daughter, Barbara. Each swirling
dust devil that eddied across the dry flat on either side of the river
roused hopes within his breast that it might have been spurred into
activity by the hoofs of a pony bearing a messenger of good tidings; but
always his hopes were dashed, for no horseman emerged from the heat haze
of the distance where the little dust devils raced playfully among the
cacti and the greasewood.
But at last, in the northwest, a horseman, unheralded by gyrating dust
column, came into sight. Mr. Harding shook his head sorrowfully. It had
not been from this direction that he had expected word of Barbara, yet
he kept his eyes fastened upon the rider until the latter reined in at
the ranchyard and loped a tired and sweating pony to the foot of the
veranda steps. Then Mr. Harding saw who the newcomer was.
"Bridge!" he exclaimed. "What brings you back here? Don't you know that
you endanger us as well as yourself by being seen here? General Villa
will think that we have been harboring you."
Bridge swung from the saddle and ran up onto the veranda. He paid not
the slightest attention to Anthony Harding's protest.
"How many men you got here that you can depend on?" he asked.
"None," replied the Easterner. "What do you mean?"
"None!" cried Bridge, incredulity and hopelessness showing upon his
countenance. "Isn't there a Chinaman and a couple of faithful Mexicans?"
"Oh, yes, of course," assented Mr. Harding; "but what are you driving
"Pesita is on his way here to clean up El Orobo. He can't be very far
behind me. Call the men you got, and we'll get together all the guns and
ammunition on the ranch, and barricade the
"You forget yourself, and the customs of Barsoom, Astok," she said.Page 1
" "Kaor, Carthoris of Helium!" the princess returned the young man's greeting, "and what less could one.Page 7
of that," he replied.Page 20
Just then an officer emerged from the tiny cabin.Page 24
They had lost the girl.Page 29
For only an instant, however, did his gaze rest upon the natural beauties outspread before him.Page 33
With drawn long-sword he was among them, and to Thuvia of Ptarth, whose startled eyes were the first to fall upon him, it seemed that she was looking upon John Carter himself, so strangely similar to the fighting of the father was that of the son.Page 41
He asked their host.Page 49
I made the green men see all this, and then I made them see the arrows fly, and I made them think that the points pierced their hearts.Page 51
I see it all! I see it all!" The blood of indignation and anger had been rising to Thuvia's face.Page 56
"Ah, if we could have but intercepted him! Then there might have been hope; but, alas, he was too quick for us.Page 59
"We have nothing to fear from it.Page 68
He is cruel and tyrannical--a master I have no desire to serve.Page 84
That you succeeded in shifting the guilt upon the Prince of Helium was fortunate, and a masterly move of strategy; but were the girl to know the truth and ever return to her father's court, all Dusar would have to pay the penalty, and to have her here a prisoner amongst us would be an admission of guilt from the consequences of which naught could save us.Page 85
Cruel to their enemies are the men of Mars; but the word "enemies" is commonly interpreted to mean men only.Page 87
" "Good," said Astok, and a half-hour more found him rising above Dusar.Page 89
I came upon him in the pits of Aaanthor; but though I have known him so short a time, I can vouch for his bravery and loyalty.Page 105
Stay--I love you!" A cough behind them brought both about, and there they saw standing, not two paces from them Kulan Tith, Jeddak of Kaol.Page 107
The empire of the grandfather of Dejah Thoris.Page 110