Carthoris, Prince of Helium!" came in low tones
from the doorway.
Vas Kor turned to see the panthan he had recruited at his son's
house leaping across the floor toward him. The fellow brushed past
Astok with an: "After him, you--calot!"
Vas Kor wheeled to meet the charging man.
"What means this treason?" he cried.
Astok, with bared sword, leaped to Vas Kor's assistance. The
panthan's sword clashed against that of the noble, and in the first
encounter Vas Kor knew that he faced a master swordsman.
Before he half realized the stranger's purpose he found the man
between himself and Thuvia of Ptarth, at bay facing the two swords of
the Dusarians. But he fought not like a man at bay. Ever was he
the aggressor, and though always he kept his flashing blade between
the girl and her enemies, yet he managed to force them hither and
thither about the room, calling to the girl to follow close behind
Until it was too late neither Vas Kor nor Astok dreamed of that
which lay in the panthan's mind; but at last as the fellow stood
with his back toward the door, both understood--they were penned in
their own prison, and now the intruder could slay them at his will,
for Thuvia of Ptarth was bolting the door at the man's direction,
first taking the key from the opposite side, where Astok had left
it when they had entered.
Astok, as was his way, finding that the enemy did not fall immediately
before their swords, was leaving the brunt of the fighting to
Vas Kor, and now as his eyes appraised the panthan carefully they
presently went wider and wider, for slowly he had come to recognize
the features of the Prince of Helium.
The Heliumite was pressing close upon Vas Kor. The noble was
bleeding from a dozen wounds. Astok saw that he could not for long
withstand the cunning craft of that terrible sword hand.
"Courage, Vas Kor!" he whispered in the other's ear. "I have a
plan. Hold him but a moment longer and all will be well," but the
balance of the sentence, "with Astok, Prince of Dusar," he did not
Vas Kor, dreaming no treachery, nodded his head, and for a moment
succeeded in holding Carthoris at bay. Then the Heliumite and the
girl saw the Dusarian prince run swiftly to the opposite side of
the chamber, touch something in the wall that sent a great panel
swinging inward, and disappear into the black vault beyond.
It was done so quickly that by
"Jump!" cried Barney.Page 36
His fatal likeness to the description of the mad king of Lutha warned him from intercourse with the men of Lutha until he might know which were friends and which enemies of the hapless monarch.Page 37
them close enough that he might have ample opportunity to hail the first passerby.Page 39
"I'm going back the way I came," said Barney, starting around the horse that blocked his way.Page 67
But shall we also find another royal ring upon the finger of this other king?" Barney smiled.Page 68
"All the while that I should have been bending my royal intellect to matters of state, I was wondering just how a king might find a way to see the woman he loves without interruptions from the horde that dogs his footsteps.Page 70
"And, Coblich, the fewer that ride to Tafelberg tonight the surer the success of the mission.Page 71
Three men were dragging a struggling, half-naked figure down the gravel walk from the sanatorium toward the gate.Page 81
"Well?" he whispered,.Page 89
One was tall, with gray eyes and had a reddish-brown beard.Page 95
Leopold swears that he will hang you for treason.Page 98
I guess we can both take vacations now, Bert.Page 99
There's something doing there.Page 108
His pursuers were almost upon him when he seized the rude ladder to clamber upward.Page 125
Officers on foot were passing and repassing.Page 126
Diminishing the speed of the car Barney turned it in toward the marching men at the same time sounding his horn loudly.Page 163
"Take that pen," he said, "and write a full pardon for Mr.Page 166
At the.Page 194
None will.Page 202
Butzow was among them.