"Mercy, Lord Tennington, you haven't even given us an opportunity to
thank you, much less decide whether we shall be able to accept your
generous invitation," said Mrs. Strong.
"Why, of course you'll come," responded Tennington. "We'll make as
good time as any passenger boat, and you'll be fully as comfortable;
and, anyway, we all want you, and won't take no for an answer."
And so it was settled that they should sail the following Monday.
Two days out the girls were sitting in Hazel's cabin, looking at some
prints she had had finished in Cape Town. They represented all the
pictures she had taken since she had left America, and the girls were
both engrossed in them, Jane asking many questions, and Hazel keeping
up a perfect torrent of comment and explanation of the various scenes
"And here," she said suddenly, "here's a man you know. Poor fellow, I
have so often intended asking you about him, but I never have been able
to think of it when we were together." She was holding the little print
so that Jane did not see the face of the man it portrayed.
"His name was John Caldwell," continued Hazel. "Do you recall him? He
said that he met you in America. He is an Englishman."
"I do not recollect the name," replied Jane. "Let me see the picture."
"The poor fellow was lost overboard on our trip down the coast," she
said, as she handed the print to Jane.
"Lost over--Why, Hazel, Hazel--don't tell me that he is dead--drowned
at sea! Hazel! Why don't you say that you are joking!" And before the
astonished Miss Strong could catch her Jane Porter had slipped to the
floor in a swoon.
After Hazel had restored her chum to consciousness she sat looking at
her for a long time before either spoke.
"I did not know, Jane," said Hazel, in a constrained voice, "that you
knew Mr. Caldwell so intimately that his death could prove such a shock
"John Caldwell?" questioned Miss Porter. "You do not mean to tell me
that you do not know who this man was, Hazel?"
"Why, yes, Jane; I know perfectly well who he was--his name was John
Caldwell; he was from London."
"Oh, Hazel, I wish I could believe it," moaned the girl. "I wish I
could believe it, but those features are burned so deep into my memory
and my heart that I should recognize them anywhere in the world from
among a thousand others, who might appear identical to
He had arrived shortly after the absence of Tara of Helium had been noted, and.Page 35
"She is Luud's.Page 36
It raised its hands and adjusted the collar more comfortably, it took the head between its palms and settled it in place and when it moved around it did not wander aimlessly, but instead its steps were firm and to some purpose.Page 64
No, he must be mistaken--the branches of the trees and a low bush had taken on an unnatural semblance in the horizontal rays of the setting sun.Page 65
The same tempest that had proved his undoing had borne Tara of Helium to this distant country.Page 76
She saw the perfect bodies, muscled as the best of her father's fighting men, and the females whose figures would have been the envy of many of Helium's most beautiful women.Page 98
" "There is none then to fight for you?" asked O-Tar.Page 105
He rose and moved cautiously toward the opposite end of the table where lay the coveted key.Page 109
"Always has U-Van been a true and dependable warrior.Page 110
" "But he is here now," said the officer grimly, "and his fetter is locked about his ankle.Page 111
The greatest nations of Barsoom have trembled to the thunders of war in defense of the person of Dejah Thoris, my mother.Page 126
" "Fool!" cried Turan.Page 128
"I cannot hold this fellow long, nor could I kill him thus.Page 129
He knew that O-Tar had lost more of prestige in those few moments than he could regain in a lifetime, for the Martians are jealous of the courage of their chiefs--there can be no evasions of stern duty, no temporizing with honor.Page 145
"I cannot promise you," he explained, "but I may say I have heard that this day which makes.Page 147
Again the trumpet sounded, this time announcing the second and last game of the afternoon.Page 163
Now and again he tried a door until he found one that was unlocked.Page 182
"What--has O-Tar seen an ulsio and fainted?" demanded I-Gos with broad sarcasm.Page 187
" "She would do that?" asked I-Gos.Page 199
The former smiled an inscrutable smile, the latter addressed the Princess of Helium.