his cavernous mouth in a wide
yawn, and stretched his arms above his head. Korak stood rigid as
stone. Another step and he would be within the hut. The black lowered
his arms and relaxed. Behind him was the frame work of the doorway.
Often before had it supported his sleepy head, and now he leaned back
to enjoy the forbidden pleasure of a cat nap.
But instead of the door frame his head and shoulders came in contact
with the warm flesh of a pair of living legs. The exclamation of
surprise that almost burst from his lips was throttled in his throat by
steel-thewed fingers that closed about his windpipe with the suddenness
of thought. The black struggled to arise--to turn upon the creature
that had seized him--to wriggle from its hold; but all to no purpose.
As he had been held in a mighty vise of iron he could not move. He
could not scream. Those awful fingers at his throat but closed more and
more tightly. His eyes bulged from their sockets. His face turned an
ashy blue. Presently he relaxed once more--this time in the final
dissolution from which there is no quickening. Korak propped the dead
body against the door frame. There it sat, lifelike in the gloom.
Then the ape-man turned and glided into the Stygian darkness of the
"Meriem!" he whispered.
"Korak! My Korak!" came an answering cry, subdued by fear of alarming
her captors, and half stifled by a sob of joyful welcome.
The youth knelt and cut the bonds that held the girl's wrists and
ankles. A moment later he had lifted her to her feet, and grasping her
by the hand led her towards the entrance. Outside the grim sentinel of
death kept his grisly vigil. Sniffing at his dead feet whined a mangy
native cur. At sight of the two emerging from the hut the beast gave
an ugly snarl and an instant later as it caught the scent of the
strange white man it raised a series of excited yelps. Instantly the
warriors at the near-by fire were attracted. They turned their heads
in the direction of the commotion. It was impossible that they should
fail to see the white skins of the fugitives.
Korak slunk quickly into the shadows at the hut's side, drawing Meriem
with him; but he was too late. The blacks had seen enough to arouse
their suspicions and a dozen of them were now
Hit was ha dead man flyin' through the hair.Page 7
"There was a woman murdered over on the prairie near Brighton--her throat was cut from ear to ear, and--" "Shut up," snapped Bradley.Page 14
Suddenly the long tail snapped stiffly erect, and as though it had been attached to two trigger fingers the two rifles spoke in unison, for both men knew this signal only too well--the immediate forerunner of a deadly charge.Page 21
A striking feature of the decorations consisted of several engaged columns set into the walls at no regular intervals, the capitals of each supporting a human skull the cranium of which touched the ceiling, as though the latter was supported by these grim reminders either of departed relatives or of some hideous tribal rite--Bradley could not but wonder which.Page 22
The white robe was separated in front, revealing skinny legs and the further fact that the thing wore but the single garment, which was of fine, woven cloth.Page 34
At all levels were the myriad poles surmounted by grinning skulls; but the two most prominent features of the city were the round tower of.Page 35
He could see nothing of his surroundings in the gloom about him until after a few minutes his eyes became accustomed to the dark interior when he rolled them from side to side in survey of his prison.Page 39
The egg from which they first developed into tadpole form was deposited, with millions of others, in one of the warm pools and with it a poisonous serum that the carnivora instinctively shunned.Page 40
For ages before, the ancestors of this first Galu may have developed from a Band-lu or Bo-lu egg without ever once completing the whole circle--that is from a Galu egg, back to a fully developed Galu.Page 47
A few feet along the platform a closed door broke the blankness of the wall.Page 48
For a moment he stood thus, running his fingers through his hair; then he cast discretion to the winds and began the ascent.Page 49
fifty feet from the river level.Page 57
Can you find your way back to the room where I first came upon you in the temple?" "I know the way," replied the girl; "but I doubt if we can go back without being seen.Page 58
Suddenly an inspiration and a bold scheme leaped to his mind.Page 60
Beneath the perch he paused.Page 75
The latter nodded.Page 77
"You struck me," shrieked Plesser.Page 79
Co-Tan and Bradley were on deck alone, and as the new shoreline appeared beyond the point, the girl gave an exclamation of joy and seized the man's hand in hers.Page 80
An hour later the vessel was running close in by a shore of wondrous beauty beside a parklike meadow that stretched back a mile inland to the foot of a plateau when Whitely called attention to a score of figures clambering downward from the elevation to the lowland below.Page 81
"And who is Brad-lee?" demanded the warrior.