granted shall be always kept."
Quick to reach decisions and as quick to act, Norman of Torn decided
that he liked this girl and that he wished her friendship more than any
other thing he knew of. And wishing it, he determined to win it by any
means that accorded with his standard of honor; an honor which in many
respects was higher than that of the nobles of his time.
They reached the castle of De Stutevill late in the afternoon, and
there, Norman of Torn was graciously welcomed and urged to accept the
Baron's hospitality overnight.
The grim humor of the situation was too much for the outlaw, and, when
added to his new desire to be in the company of Bertrade de Montfort, he
made no effort to resist, but hastened to accept the warm welcome.
At the long table upon which the evening meal was spread sat the entire
household of the Baron, and here and there among the men were evidences
of painful wounds but barely healed, while the host himself still wore
his sword arm in a sling.
"We have been through grievous times," said Sir John, noticing that his
guest was glancing at the various evidences of conflict. "That fiend,
Norman the Devil, with his filthy pack of cut-throats, besieged us for
ten days, and then took the castle by storm and sacked it. Life is no
longer safe in England with the King spending his time and money with
foreign favorites and buying alien soldiery to fight against his own
barons, instead of insuring the peace and protection which is the right
of every Englishman at home.
"But," he continued, "this outlaw devil will come to the end of a short
halter when once our civil strife is settled, for the barons themselves
have decided upon an expedition against him, if the King will not subdue
"An' he may send the barons naked home as he did the King's soldiers,"
laughed Bertrade de Montfort. "I should like to see this fellow; what
may he look like--from the appearance of yourself, Sir John, and many of
your men-at-arms, there should be no few here but have met him."
"Not once did he raise his visor while he was among us," replied the
Baron, "but there are those who claim they had a brief glimpse of him
and that he is of horrid countenance, wearing a great yellow beard and
having one eye gone, and a mighty red scar from his forehead to his
"A fearful apparition," murmured Norman of Torn. "No wonder he keeps his
Still neither could I reconcile the things which I had seen to a belief that I was still in the world of my birth.Page 27
There were huge tortoises too, paddling about among these other reptiles, which Perry said were Plesiosaurs of the Lias.Page 32
"He is a very holy man in the world from which we come.Page 40
Here they lolled, blinking their hideous eyes, and doubtless conversing with one another in their sixth-sense-fourth-dimension language.Page 44
Forgetful of us, our guards joined in the general rush for the exits, many of which pierced the wall of the amphitheater behind us.Page 51
"The great ones even come to our islands.Page 52
To you of the outer earth it might seem a slow and tortuous method of traveling through the jungle, but were you of Pellucidar you would realize that time is no factor where time does not exist.Page 53
" "I wonder if they left a single victim," I remarked, leaning far out of the opening in the rocky wall to inspect the temple better.Page 62
Curiosity prompted me.Page 76
Good-bye, my boy, good-bye!" and then his old voice faltered and broke, and as he hid his face in his hands the Sagoth guardsman grasped me roughly by the shoulder and hustled me from the chamber.Page 77
"Believe you!" he laughed.Page 79
There is nothing at all remarkable about their architecture.Page 98
However this may be it is quite certain that he was not a pretty sight, and now that his features, or what remained of them, were distorted in rage at the sight of Dian with another male, he was indeed most terrible to see--and much more terrible to meet.Page 99
He was covered with blood by this time, and the internal hemorrhage induced paroxysms of coughing that brought the red stream through the hideous mouth and nose, covering his face and breast with bloody froth.Page 102
I had never been in love before, but I did not need any aid in diagnosing my case--I certainly had it and had it bad.Page 104
I just strode across the cave and grasped her by the wrists, and when she struggled, I put my arm around her so as to pinion her hands to her sides.Page 109
We set about teaching the women how to make bows and arrows, and poison pouches.Page 113
"Come, come," I cried, laughing, "come out of your shell.Page 116
So good-bye again.