the most part they followed this well-marked trail along
elephant paths and through park-like groves. It was an ideal trail for
Meriem at last became suspicious. Gradually the attitude of the man at
her side had begun to change. Often she surprised him devouring her
with his eyes. Steadily the former sensation of previous
acquaintanceship urged itself upon her. Somewhere, sometime before she
had known this man. It was evident that he had not shaved for several
days. A blonde stubble had commenced to cover his neck and cheeks and
chin, and with it the assurance that he was no stranger continued to
grow upon the girl.
It was not until the second day, however, that Meriem rebelled. She
drew in her pony at last and voiced her doubts. Hanson assured her that
the camp was but a few miles further on.
"We should have overtaken them yesterday," he said. "They must have
marched much faster than I had believed possible."
"They have not marched here at all," said Meriem. "The spoor that we
have been following is weeks old."
"Oh, that's it, is it?" he cried. "Why didn't you say so before? I
could have easily explained. We are not coming by the same route; but
we'll pick up their trail sometime today, even if we don't overtake
Now, at last, Meriem knew the man was lying to her. What a fool he
must be to think that anyone could believe such a ridiculous
explanation? Who was so stupid as to believe that they could have
expected to overtake another party, and he had certainly assured her
that momentarily he expected to do so, when that party's route was not
to meet theirs for several miles yet?
She kept her own counsel however, planning to escape at the first
opportunity when she might have a sufficient start of her captor, as
she now considered him, to give her some assurance of outdistancing
him. She watched his face continually when she could without being
observed. Tantalizingly the placing of his familiar features persisted
in eluding her. Where had she known him? Under what conditions had
they met before she had seen him about the farm of Bwana? She ran over
in her mind all the few white men she ever had known. There were some
who had come to her father's douar in the jungle. Few it is true, but
there had been some. Ah, now she had it!
The world was at least ignorant of its bereavement, while to me it was a real and terrible actuality.Page 13
Grasping the tree's stem with his powerful paws he dragged down with all the great.Page 14
But these were later reflections.Page 16
Between them and the beasts behind me there was little choice, but at least there was a doubt as to the reception these grotesque parodies on humanity would accord me, while there was none as to the fate which awaited me beneath the grinning fangs of my fierce pursuers.Page 18
As we looked at each other we could not help but laugh.Page 19
Presently there was only a small super-heated core of gaseous matter remaining within a huge vacant interior left by the contraction of the cooling gases.Page 32
The Sagoths had begun to take notice of his habit of declaiming throughout entire marches.Page 37
It is thus that we reason in relation to the brutes of our own world.Page 38
It is in the city of Phutra, and unless I am greatly in error I judge from your description of the vaults through which you passed today that it lies hidden in the cellar of this building.Page 40
Benches surrounded this open space upon three sides, and along the fourth were heaped huge bowlders which rose in receding tiers toward the roof.Page 47
As I walked I could not but compare myself with the first man of that other world, so complete the solitude which surrounded me, so primal and untouched the virgin wonders and beauties of adolescent nature.Page 48
the haste with which he came which seemed quite sufficiently menacing, so that I did not need the added evidence of brandishing spear and scowling face to warn me that I was in no safe position, but whither to flee was indeed a momentous question.Page 55
In the center of one side the largest rock was reserved for the queen, and here she took her place surrounded by her terrible guard.Page 58
As a matter of fact it is difficult to explain just why this sentiment should exist among them.Page 59
At last I was forced to rise for air, and as I cast a terrified glance in the direction of the Mahars and the thipdars I was almost stunned to see that not a single one remained upon the rocks where I had last seen them, nor as I searched the temple with my eyes could I discern any within it.Page 60
I knew that there must be some entrance to the building beside the doorways in the roof, for it did not seem reasonable to believe that the thousands of slaves which were brought here to feed the Mahars the human flesh they craved would all be carried through the air, and so I continued my search until at last it was rewarded by the discovery of several loose granite blocks in the masonry at one end of the temple.Page 67
"I immediately set out in search of you, knowing as I did that you must be entirely unarmed and defenseless against the many dangers which lurk upon the mainland both in the form of savage beasts and reptiles, and men as well.Page 71
Down the hillside I made my way into the gorgeous field of flowers, and then across the rolling land toward the shadowless columns that guard the ways to buried Phutra.Page 86
By now he should have reached the outposts of the Sarians, and we should at least hear the savage cries of the tribesmen as they swarmed to arms in answer to their king's appeal for succor.