was, and that the memory of Bertrade de
Montfort's lips would always be more to him than all the allurements
possessed by the balance of the women of the world, no matter how
charming, or how beautiful.
Another thing, a painful thing he had learned from it, too, that the
attitude of Joan de Tany, daughter of an old and noble house, was but
the attitude which the Outlaw of Torn must expect from any good woman
of her class; what he must expect from Bertrade de Montfort when she
learned that Roger de Conde was Norman of Torn.
The outlaw had scarce passed out of sight upon the road to Derby ere the
girl, who still stood in an embrasure of the south tower, gazing with
strangely drawn, sad face up the road which had swallowed him, saw a
body of soldiers galloping rapidly toward Tany from the south.
The King's banner waved above their heads, and intuitively, Joan de Tany
knew for whom they sought at her father's castle. Quickly she hastened
to the outer barbican that it might be she who answered their hail
rather than one of the men-at-arms on watch there.
She had scarcely reached the ramparts of the outer gate ere the King's
men drew rein before the castle.
In reply to their hail, Joan de Tany asked their mission.
"We seek the outlaw, Norman of Torn, who hides now within this castle,"
replied the officer.
"There be no outlaw here," replied the girl, "but, if you wish, you may
enter with half a dozen men and search the castle."
This the officer did and, when he had assured himself that Norman of
Torn was not within, an hour had passed, and Joan de Tany felt certain
that the Outlaw of Torn was too far ahead to be caught by the King's
men; so she said:
"There was one here just before you came who called himself though by
another name than Norman of Torn. Possibly it is he ye seek."
"Which way rode he?" cried the officer.
"Straight toward the west by the middle road," lied Joan de Tany. And,
as the officer hurried from the castle and, with his men at his back,
galloped furiously away toward the west, the girl sank down upon a
bench, pressing her little hands to her throbbing temples.
Then she opened the packet which Norman of Torn had handed her, and
within found two others. In one of these was a beautiful jeweled locket,
and on the outside were the initials JT, and on the inside the initials
NT; in the other was a
] THE GODS OF MARS Edgar Rice Burroughs FOREWORD Twelve years had passed since I had laid the body of my great-uncle, Captain John Carter, of Virginia, away from the sight of men in that strange mausoleum in the old cemetery at Richmond.Page 1
His keen grey eyes were undimmed, and the only lines upon his face were the lines of iron character and determination that always had been there since first I remembered him, nearly thirty-five years before.Page 38
allotted span of life, one thousand years, when by the authority of custom they may take their way in happiness through the long tunnel that leads to Issus.Page 45
The declining sun lighted brilliantly the eastern banks of Korus, the crimson sward, the gorgeous forest.Page 63
Prompted by curiosity, he broke open other shells and the peopling of Barsoom commenced.Page 98
In all parts of the structure the female slaves were falling upon their masters with whatever weapon came first to hand.Page 102
" This done he took me by the hand, leading me very slowly, with much feeling about and frequent halts to assure himself that he did not stray into wrong passageways.Page 105
"No slimy silian that.Page 108
dreamless sleep of Mars.Page 118
The boat responded to the touch, and very gently we began to sink toward the ground.Page 123
The three had evidently left the floor by this avenue.Page 124
I knew not at what moment.Page 129
Then I joined him, we extinguished the torch, and together we crept toward the spiral incline that led to the upper floors of the building.Page 133
Just before dark they had been close enough for us to plainly distinguish that they were green Martians, and all during the long night we distinctly heard the clanking of their accoutrements behind us.Page 140
Fifteen minutes later we received orders from the flagship to proceed toward Helium.Page 144
And then a man sprang to his feet in the audience, and raising his hand on high, cried: "Justice! Justice! Justice!" It was Kantos Kan, and as all eyes turned toward him he leaped past the Zodangan soldiery.Page 158
" I but shook my head.Page 164
worm the information from him.Page 183
I was saved.Page 190
"First Born," I cried, turning to those who stood within the chamber, "you have seen to-day the impotency of Issus--the gods are impotent.