the bank roll in the pocket
in which he had been accustomed to carry it. It was not there! Slowly
at first and at last frantically he searched through the remaining
pockets of his clothing. Then he dropped upon his hands and knees and
examined the floor. Lighting the lamp he moved the bed to one side
and, inch by inch, he felt over the entire floor. Beside the body of
Condon he hesitated, but at last he nerved himself to touch it.
Rolling it over he sought beneath it for the money. Nor was it there.
He guessed that Condon had entered their room to rob; but he did not
believe that the man had had time to possess himself of the money;
however, as it was nowhere else, it must be upon the body of the dead
man. Again and again he went over the room, only to return each time
to the corpse; but no where could he find the money.
He was half-frantic with despair. What were they to do? In the
morning they would be discovered and killed. For all his inherited
size and strength he was, after all, only a little boy--a frightened,
homesick little boy--reasoning faultily from the meager experience of
childhood. He could think of but a single glaring fact--they had
killed a fellow man, and they were among savage strangers, thirsting
for the blood of the first victim whom fate cast into their clutches.
This much he had gleaned from penny-dreadfuls.
And they must have money!
Again he approached the corpse. This time resolutely. The ape
squatted in a corner watching his young companion. The youth commenced
to remove the American's clothing piece by piece, and, piece by piece,
he examined each garment minutely. Even to the shoes he searched with
painstaking care, and when the last article had been removed and
scrutinized he dropped back upon the bed with dilated eyes that saw
nothing in the present--only a grim tableau of the future in which two
forms swung silently from the limb of a great tree.
How long he sat thus he did not know; but finally he was aroused by a
noise coming from the floor below. Springing quickly to his feet he
blew out the lamp, and crossing the floor silently locked the door.
Then he turned toward the ape, his mind made up.
Last evening he had been determined to start for home at the first
opportunity, to beg the forgiveness of his parents for this
Now, however, you see me for the first time precisely as my Martian fellows see me--you see the very short-sword that has tasted the blood of many a savage foeman; the harness with the devices of Helium and the insignia of my rank; the pistol that was presented to me by Tars Tarkas, Jeddak of Thark.Page 14
A letter had arrived from Thuvia of Ptarth, who was visiting at her father's court while Carthoris, her mate, hunted in Okar.Page 18
She could only guess at the distance she had been carried for she could not believe in the correctness of the high figures that had been piled upon the record of her odometer.Page 22
If it was inhabited, then must her approach be cautious, for only enemies might be expected to abide in so far distant a land.Page 37
The stairways themselves were sufficient to cause remark, since in nearly all Barsoomian architecture inclined runways are utilized for purposes of communication between different levels, and especially is this true of the more ancient forms and of those of remote districts where fewer changes have come to alter the customs of antiquity.Page 48
After she had sung she waited for Ghek to speak.Page 52
She cast about for some pretext to lure him even a little nearer to the hills.Page 60
The warriors had cast off their deck lashings and the officers were taking account of losses and damage when a weak cry was heard from oversides, attracting their attention to the man hanging in the cordage beneath the keel.Page 65
Gahan, his hand upon his short-sword, moved silently forward, but as he neared the craft he saw that he had naught to fear, for it was deserted.Page 66
Springing lightly from the ground he swarmed up the rope toward the bow of the flier.Page 71
The red warrior hesitated in his stride.Page 79
Within each enclosure surrounding the towers grovelled the rykors, repellent, headless things, beautiful yet hideous.Page 84
"But he says he likes peace.Page 107
Ghek descended into the burrow at a steep incline for some ten feet, when he found himself in an elaborate and delightful network of burrows! The kaldane was elated.Page 114
"If O-Tar be not greatly angered he may be sentenced to but a single game, in which case he may come out alive; but if O-Tar wishes really to dispose of him he will be sentenced to the entire series, and no warrior has ever survived the full ten, or rather none who was under a sentence from O-Tar.Page 132
But only for an instant.Page 137
You are beautiful and I-Gos loves beautiful women.Page 140
The panthan was glad that a sword hung at his side, and glad too that they were buried in the dim recesses of the pits and that there would be but a single antagonist, for time was precious.Page 141
" "But I must," replied Turan.Page 167
He seized the fingers in his and carried them to his lips.