her," said Astok. "Issus! I cannot do it! When
she turns those eyes upon me my heart becomes water."
Vas Kor's eyes narrowed.
"And you wish--" He paused, the interrogation unfinished, yet
"YOU do not love her," he said.
"But I love my life--though I am only a lesser noble," he concluded
"You shall be a greater noble--a noble of the first rank!" exclaimed
"I would be a jed," said Vas Kor bluntly.
"A jed must die before there can be another jed," he pleaded.
"Jeds have died before," snapped Vas Kor. "It would doubtless be
not difficult for you to find a jed you do not love, Astok--there
are many who do not love you."
Already Vas Kor was commencing to presume upon his power over the
young prince. Astok was quick to note and appreciate the subtle
change in his lieutenant. A cunning scheme entered his weak and
"As you say, Vas Kor!" he exclaimed. "You shall be a jed when
the thing is done," and then, to himself: "Nor will it then be
difficult for me to find a jed I do not love."
"When shall we return to Dusar?" asked the noble.
"At once," replied Astok. "Let us get under way now--there is
naught to keep you here?"
"I had intended sailing on the morrow, picking up such recruits as
the various Dwars of the Roads might have collected for me, as we
returned to Dusar."
"Let the recruits wait," said Astok. "Or, better still, come you
to Dusar upon the Thuria, leaving the Kalksus to follow and pick
up the recruits."
"Yes," acquiesced Vas Kor; "that is the better plan. Come; I am
ready," and he rose to accompany Astok to the latter's flier.
The listener at the ventilator came to his feet slowly, like an
old man. His face was drawn and pinched and very white beneath
the light copper of his skin. She was to die! And he helpless to
avert the tragedy. He did not even know where she was imprisoned.
The two men were ascending from the cabin to the deck. Turjun,
the panthan, crept close to the companionway, his sinuous fingers
closing tightly upon the hilt of his dagger. Could he despatch
them both before he was overpowered? He smiled. He could slay an
entire utan of her enemies in his present state of mind.
They were almost abreast of him now. Astok was speaking.
"Bring a couple of your men along, Vas Kor," he
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"The Temple of Issus is to the therns what the Valley Dor is imagined by the peoples of the outer world to be to them; it is the ultimate haven of peace, refuge, and happiness to which they pass after this life and wherein an eternity of eternities is spent amidst the delights of the flesh which appeal most strongly to this race of mental giants and moral pygmies.Page 41
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What 'simpler way'?" I replied.Page 61
"They are the spoils of conquest," and with a sweep of my hand I removed the disguise from my head.Page 67
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"Oh, do not leave me in this terrible place," she begged.Page 82
I ducked beneath his outstretched arms, and as.Page 92
"Freedom, forsooth.Page 93
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I dislike to dwell upon what followed after I heard the footsteps of the man as he approached the doorway.Page 162
It distracted my attention from the terrible thoughts that had been occupying my entire mind.Page 165
"It has taken much longer than we had expected," replied Kantos Kan.Page 171
It could be nothing other than a fleet of war.Page 173
We were preparing for the death struggle with our hated enemy.Page 177
I could scarcely retain an outward exhibition of my great joy.Page 181
There was naught to do other than seek a new avenue of escape.Page 188
Carthoris, where are the apartments of Issus?" "This way," cried the boy, and, without waiting to know that I had heard him, he dashed off at breakneck speed, further into the bowels of the temple.Page 192
"Think not, John Carter, that you may so lightly cast aside the love of Phaidor, daughter of Matai Shang.Page 193
"There is, in fact, but a bare chance that we can come through to the outer garden alive even now.