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The Gods of Mars, Chapter eighteen, Sola's story. Once within
the palace, I drew Sola to the dining hall, and
when she had greeted her father after the formal manner
of the green Men, she told the story of the
pilgrimage and capture of dejah Thoris. Seven days ago, after
(00:22):
her audience with zat Arras, dejah Thoris attempted to slip
from the palace in the dead of night. Although I
had not heard the outcome of her interview with zat Arras,
I knew that something had occurred then to cause her
the keenest mental agony, And when I discovered her creeping
from the palace, I did not need to be told
her destination. Hastily arousing a dozen of her most faithful gods,
(00:47):
I explained my fears to them, and as one they
enlisted with me to follow our beloved princess in her wanderings,
even to the sacred iss and the valley door. We
came upon her but a short distance from the palace.
With her was faithful Woola the hound, but none other.
When we overtook her, she feigned anger and ordered us
(01:09):
back to the palace. But for once we disobeyed her,
and when she found that we would not let her
go upon the last long pilgrimage alone, she wept and
embraced us, and together we went out into the night
toward the south. The following day we came upon a
herd of small thoats, and thereafter we were mounted and
(01:29):
made good time. We traveled very fast and very far
due south, until the morning of the fifth day we
sighted a great feat of battleships sailing north. They saw
us before we could seek shelter, and soon we were
surrounded by a horde of black men. The princess's guard
fought nobly to the end, but they were soon overcome
(01:51):
and slain. Only dejah Thoris and I were spared. When
she realized that she was in the clutches of the
black pirates, attempted to take her own life, but one
of the blacks tore her dagger from her, and then
they bound us both so that we could not use
our hands. The fleet continued north after capturing us. There
(02:13):
were about twenty large battleships in all, besides a number
of small swift cruisers. That evening, one of the smaller
cruisers that had been far in advance of the fleet
returned with a prisoner, a young red woman, whom they
had picked up in a range of hills under the
very noses they said of a fleet of three red
Martian battleships. From scraps of conversation which we overheard, it
(02:37):
was evident that the Black pirates were searching for a
party of fugitives that had escaped from them several days
prior that they considered the capture of the young woman important.
Was evident from the long and earnest interview the commander
of the fleet held with her when she was brought
to him. Later she was bound and placed in the
compartment with dejah Thoris and myself. The new cap was
(03:00):
a very beautiful girl. She told dejah Thoris that many
years ago she had taken the voluntary pilgrimage from the
court of her father, the Jeddak of Ptarth. She was Thuvia,
the Princess of Ptarth. And then she asked dejah Thoris
who she might be, And when she heard, she fell
upon her knees and kissed dejah thoris fettered hands, and
(03:23):
told her that that very morning she had been with
John Carter, Princess of Helium and Carthoris, her son. Dejah
Thoris could not believe her at first, but finally, when
the girl had narrated all the strange adventures that had
befallen her since she had met John Carter and told
her of the things John Carter and Carthoris and Zodar
(03:44):
had narrated of their adventures in the land of the
first Born, dejah Thoris knew that it could be none
other than the Prince of Helium, for who, she said
upon all barsoom other than John Carter could have done
the deeds you tell of. And then Thuvia told dejah
Thoris of her love for John Carter and his loyalty
(04:05):
and devotion to the princess of his choice. Dejah Thoris
broke down and wept, cursing zat Arras and the cruel
fate that had driven her from Helium but a few
brief days before the return of her beloved lord. I
do not blame you for loving him, Thuvia, she said,
and that your affection for him is pure and sincere
(04:27):
I can well believe from the candor of your avowal
of it to me. The fleet continued north, nearly to Helium,
but last night they evidently realized that John Carter had
indeed escaped them, and so they turned toward the south
once more. Shortly thereafter, a guard entered our compartment and
dragged me through the deck. There is no place in
(04:50):
the land of the first barn for a green one,
he said, and with that he gave me a terrific
shove that carried me toppling from the deck of the battleship.
Evidently this seemed to him the easiest way of ridding
the vessel of my presence and killing me at the
same time. But a kind fate intervened, and by a
miracle I escaped with but slight bruises. The ship was
(05:13):
moving slowly at the time, and as I lunged overboard
into the darkness beneath, I shuddered at the awful plunge
I thought awaited me for all day. The fleet had
sailed thousands of feet above the ground, But to my
utter surprise, I struck upon a soft mass of vegetation
not twenty feet from the deck of the ship. In fact,
(05:34):
the keel of the vessel must have been grazing the
surface of the ground at the time. I lay all
night where I had fallen, and next morning brought an
explanation of the fortunate coincidence that had saved me from
a terrible death. As the sun rose, I saw a
vast panorama of sea bottom and distant hills lying far
below me. I was upon the highest peak of a
(05:57):
lofty range. The feet, in the darkness of the preceding night,
had barely grazed the crest of the hills, and in
the brief span that they hovered close to the surface,
the Black God had pitched me as he supposed to
my death. A few miles west to be was a
great waterway. When I reached it, I found to my
(06:18):
delight that it belonged to Helium. Here a thoat was
procured for me. The rest you know. For many minutes
none spoke dejah Thoris in the clutches of the first born.
I shuddered at the thought. But of a sudden the
old fire of unconquerable self confidence surged through me. I
(06:39):
sprang to my feet, and, with back thrown shoulders an
upraised sword, took a solemn vow to reach, rescue and
revenge my princess. A hundred swords leapt from a hundred scabbards,
and a hundred fighting men sprang to the table top
and pledged me their lives and fortunes to the expedition.
(06:59):
Already my plans were formulated. I thanked each loyal friend, and,
leaving Carthoris to entertain them withdrew to my own audience
chamber with Kantos Kan, tars Tarkas, Zodar, and hor Vastus.
Here we discussed the details of our expedition until long
after dark. Zodar was positive that Issus would choose both
(07:21):
dejah Thoris and Thuvia to serve her for a year.
For that length of time, at least they will be
comparatively safe, he said, and we will at least know
what to look for them. In the matter of equipping
a fleet to enter Omean, the details were left to
Kantos Khan and Zodar. The former agreed to take such
(07:42):
vessels as we required into doc as rapidly as possible,
where Zodar would direct their equipment with water propellers. For
many years, the Black had been in charge of the
refitting of captured battleships that they might navigate Omean, and
so was familiar with the construction of the propellers, housings,
and the auxiliary gearing required. It was estimated that it
(08:06):
would require six months to complete our preparations. In view
of the fact that the utmost secrecy must be maintained
to keep the project from the ears of zat Arras,
kantos Kan was confident now that the man's ambitions were
fully aroused, and that nothing short of the title of
Jeddak of Helium would satisfy him. I doubt, he said,
(08:28):
if he would even welcome dejah Thoris return, for it
would mean another nearer the throne than he. With you
and Carthoris out of the way, there would be little
to prevent him from assuming the title of Jeddak. And
you may rest assured that so long as he is
supreme here there is no safety for either of you.
(08:48):
There is a way, cried hor Vassis, to thwart him
effectually and forever. What I asked, he smiled, I shall
whisper it here, but some day I shall stand upon
the dome of the Temple of Reward and shouted to
cheering multitudes below. What do you mean, asked kantos Kan,
(09:10):
John Carter, Jeddak of Helium, said hor Vastus in a
low voice. The eyes of my companions lighted, and grim
smiles of pleasure and anticipation overspread their faces. Is Each
eye turned toward me questioningly. But I shook my head. No,
my friends, I said, smiling, I thank you, But it
(09:32):
cannot be, not yet, at least when we know that
Tardos Mors and Morris Kajak are gone to return no more.
If I be here, then I shall join you all
to see that the people of Helium are permitted to
choose fairly their next Jeddak. Whom they choose may count
upon the loyalty of my sword. Nor shall I seek
(09:53):
the honor for myself until then. Tardos Mors is Jeddak
of Helium, and zat Arra is his representative, as you will,
John Carter, said hor Vastus. But what was that? He whispered,
pointing toward the window overlooking the gardens. The words were
scarce out of his mouth. Ere he had sprung to
(10:15):
the balcony without there he goes, he cried excitedly. The
guards below. There, the guards, We were close behind him,
and all saw the figure of a man run quickly
across a little piece of sword and disappear in the
shrubbery beyond. He was on the balcony when I first
saw him, cried hor Vastus, quick, let us follow him. Together.
(10:40):
We ran to the gardens, but even though we scoured
the grounds with the entire guard for hours, no trace
could we find of the night marauder. What do you
make of it? Kantos Kan asked tars Tarkas, a spy
sent by zat Arras. He replied it was ever his way.
(11:00):
He will have something interesting to report to his master.
Then laughed hor Vastus, I hope he heard only our
references to a new Jeddak, I said. If he overheard
our plans to rescue dejah Thoris, it will mean civil war,
for he will attempt to thwart us, and in that
I will not be thwarted. There would I turn against
(11:22):
Tardos Moors himself, were it necessary, if it throws all
Helium into a bloody conflict. I shall go on with
these plans to save my princess. Nothing shall stay me
now short of death. And should I die, my friends,
will you take the oath to prosecute the search for
her and bring her back in safety to her grandfather's court.
(11:44):
Upon the hilt of his sword. Each of them swore
to do as I had asked. It was agreed that
the battleships that were to be remodeled should be ordered
to Hastor, another Heliumetic city far to the southwest. Kantos
Kan thought that the docks there, in addition to their
regular work, would accommodate at least six battleships at a time.
(12:06):
As he was commander in chief of the navy, it
would be a simple matter for him to order the
vessels there as they could be handled, and thereafter keep
the remodeled fleet in remote parts of the empire until
we should be ready to assemble it for the dash
upon Omean. It was late that night before our conference
broke up, but each man there had his particular duties outlined,
(12:30):
and the details of the entire plan had been mapped out.
Kantos Kan and Zodar were to attend to the remodeling
of the ships. Tars Tarkas was to get into communication
with Thark and learn the sentiments of his people toward
his return from Dor. If favorable, he was to repair
immediately to Thark and devote his time to the assembling
(12:52):
of a great horde of Green warriors, whom it was
our plan to send in transports directly to the valley
door and the Temple of Isis, while the fleet entered
Omean and destroyed the vessels of the First Born. Upon
hor Vastus devolved the delicate mission of organizing a secret
force of fighting men sworn to follow John Carter wherever
(13:14):
he might lead. As we estimated that it would require
over a million men to man the thousand great battleships
we intended to use on Omean, and the transports for
the Green Men, as well as the ships that were
to convoy the transports. It was no trifling job that
hor Vastus had before him. After they had left, I
(13:36):
bid Carthoris good night, for I was very tired, and
going to my own apartments, bathed and laid down upon
my sleeping silks and furs for the first good night's
sleep I had had an opportunity to look forward to
since I had returned to Barsoom. But even now I
was to be disappointed. How long I slept, I do
(13:57):
not know. When I awoke suddenly, it was to find
a half dozen powerful men upon me, a gag already
in my mouth, and a moment later, my arms and
legs securely bound. So quickly had they worked, and to
such good purpose, that I was utterly beyond the power
to resist them. By the time I was fully awake,
(14:18):
never a word spoke, they and the gag effectually prevented
me speaking. Silently, they lifted me and bore me toward
the door of my chamber. As they passed the window
through which the farther moon was casting as brilliant beams,
I saw that each of the party had his face
swathed in layers of silk. I could not recognize one
(14:39):
of them. When they had come into the corridor with me,
they turned toward a secret panel in the wall, which
led to the passage that terminated in the pits beneath
the palace. That any knew of this panel outside my
own household, I was doubtful. Yet the leader of the
band did not hesitate a moment. He stepped directly to
(14:59):
the panel, touched the concealed button, and as the door
swung open, he stood aside while his companions entered with me.
Then he closed the panel behind him and followed us
down through the passageways to the pits. We went, The
leader wrapped upon it with the hilt of his sword,
three quick sharp blows, a pause, then three more, another pause,
(15:23):
then two. A second later, the wall swung in, and
I was pushed within a brilliantly lighted chamber, in which
sat three richly trapped men. One of them turned toward
me with a sardonic smile upon his thin, cruel lips.
It was zat Arras. End of Chapter eighteen.
The Gods of Mars, Chapter eighteen, Sola's story. Once within
the palace, I drew Sola to the dining hall, and
when she had greeted her father after the formal manner
of the green Men, she told the story of the
pilgrimage and capture of dejah Thoris. Seven days ago, after
(00:22):
her audience with zat Arras, dejah Thoris attempted to slip
from the palace in the dead of night. Although I
had not heard the outcome of her interview with zat Arras,
I knew that something had occurred then to cause her
the keenest mental agony, And when I discovered her creeping
from the palace, I did not need to be told
her destination. Hastily arousing a dozen of her most faithful gods,
(00:47):
I explained my fears to them, and as one they
enlisted with me to follow our beloved princess in her wanderings,
even to the sacred iss and the valley door. We
came upon her but a short distance from the palace.
With her was faithful Woola the hound, but none other.
When we overtook her, she feigned anger and ordered us
(01:09):
back to the palace. But for once we disobeyed her,
and when she found that we would not let her
go upon the last long pilgrimage alone, she wept and
embraced us, and together we went out into the night
toward the south. The following day we came upon a
herd of small thoats, and thereafter we were mounted and
(01:29):
made good time. We traveled very fast and very far
due south, until the morning of the fifth day we
sighted a great feat of battleships sailing north. They saw
us before we could seek shelter, and soon we were
surrounded by a horde of black men. The princess's guard
fought nobly to the end, but they were soon overcome
(01:51):
and slain. Only dejah Thoris and I were spared. When
she realized that she was in the clutches of the
black pirates, attempted to take her own life, but one
of the blacks tore her dagger from her, and then
they bound us both so that we could not use
our hands. The fleet continued north after capturing us. There
(02:13):
were about twenty large battleships in all, besides a number
of small swift cruisers. That evening, one of the smaller
cruisers that had been far in advance of the fleet
returned with a prisoner, a young red woman, whom they
had picked up in a range of hills under the
very noses they said of a fleet of three red
Martian battleships. From scraps of conversation which we overheard, it
(02:37):
was evident that the Black pirates were searching for a
party of fugitives that had escaped from them several days
prior that they considered the capture of the young woman important.
Was evident from the long and earnest interview the commander
of the fleet held with her when she was brought
to him. Later she was bound and placed in the
compartment with dejah Thoris and myself. The new cap was
(03:00):
a very beautiful girl. She told dejah Thoris that many
years ago she had taken the voluntary pilgrimage from the
court of her father, the Jeddak of Ptarth. She was Thuvia,
the Princess of Ptarth. And then she asked dejah Thoris
who she might be, And when she heard, she fell
upon her knees and kissed dejah thoris fettered hands, and
(03:23):
told her that that very morning she had been with
John Carter, Princess of Helium and Carthoris, her son. Dejah
Thoris could not believe her at first, but finally, when
the girl had narrated all the strange adventures that had
befallen her since she had met John Carter and told
her of the things John Carter and Carthoris and Zodar
(03:44):
had narrated of their adventures in the land of the
first Born, dejah Thoris knew that it could be none
other than the Prince of Helium, for who, she said
upon all barsoom other than John Carter could have done
the deeds you tell of. And then Thuvia told dejah
Thoris of her love for John Carter and his loyalty
(04:05):
and devotion to the princess of his choice. Dejah Thoris
broke down and wept, cursing zat Arras and the cruel
fate that had driven her from Helium but a few
brief days before the return of her beloved lord. I
do not blame you for loving him, Thuvia, she said,
and that your affection for him is pure and sincere
(04:27):
I can well believe from the candor of your avowal
of it to me. The fleet continued north, nearly to Helium,
but last night they evidently realized that John Carter had
indeed escaped them, and so they turned toward the south
once more. Shortly thereafter, a guard entered our compartment and
dragged me through the deck. There is no place in
(04:50):
the land of the first barn for a green one,
he said, and with that he gave me a terrific
shove that carried me toppling from the deck of the battleship.
Evidently this seemed to him the easiest way of ridding
the vessel of my presence and killing me at the
same time. But a kind fate intervened, and by a
miracle I escaped with but slight bruises. The ship was
(05:13):
moving slowly at the time, and as I lunged overboard
into the darkness beneath, I shuddered at the awful plunge
I thought awaited me for all day. The fleet had
sailed thousands of feet above the ground, But to my
utter surprise, I struck upon a soft mass of vegetation
not twenty feet from the deck of the ship. In fact,
(05:34):
the keel of the vessel must have been grazing the
surface of the ground at the time. I lay all
night where I had fallen, and next morning brought an
explanation of the fortunate coincidence that had saved me from
a terrible death. As the sun rose, I saw a
vast panorama of sea bottom and distant hills lying far
below me. I was upon the highest peak of a
(05:57):
lofty range. The feet, in the darkness of the preceding night,
had barely grazed the crest of the hills, and in
the brief span that they hovered close to the surface,
the Black God had pitched me as he supposed to
my death. A few miles west to be was a
great waterway. When I reached it, I found to my
(06:18):
delight that it belonged to Helium. Here a thoat was
procured for me. The rest you know. For many minutes
none spoke dejah Thoris in the clutches of the first born.
I shuddered at the thought. But of a sudden the
old fire of unconquerable self confidence surged through me. I
(06:39):
sprang to my feet, and, with back thrown shoulders an
upraised sword, took a solemn vow to reach, rescue and
revenge my princess. A hundred swords leapt from a hundred scabbards,
and a hundred fighting men sprang to the table top
and pledged me their lives and fortunes to the expedition.
(06:59):
Already my plans were formulated. I thanked each loyal friend, and,
leaving Carthoris to entertain them withdrew to my own audience
chamber with Kantos Kan, tars Tarkas, Zodar, and hor Vastus.
Here we discussed the details of our expedition until long
after dark. Zodar was positive that Issus would choose both
(07:21):
dejah Thoris and Thuvia to serve her for a year.
For that length of time, at least they will be
comparatively safe, he said, and we will at least know
what to look for them. In the matter of equipping
a fleet to enter Omean, the details were left to
Kantos Khan and Zodar. The former agreed to take such
(07:42):
vessels as we required into doc as rapidly as possible,
where Zodar would direct their equipment with water propellers. For
many years, the Black had been in charge of the
refitting of captured battleships that they might navigate Omean, and
so was familiar with the construction of the propellers, housings,
and the auxiliary gearing required. It was estimated that it
(08:06):
would require six months to complete our preparations. In view
of the fact that the utmost secrecy must be maintained
to keep the project from the ears of zat Arras,
kantos Kan was confident now that the man's ambitions were
fully aroused, and that nothing short of the title of
Jeddak of Helium would satisfy him. I doubt, he said,
(08:28):
if he would even welcome dejah Thoris return, for it
would mean another nearer the throne than he. With you
and Carthoris out of the way, there would be little
to prevent him from assuming the title of Jeddak. And
you may rest assured that so long as he is
supreme here there is no safety for either of you.
(08:48):
There is a way, cried hor Vassis, to thwart him
effectually and forever. What I asked, he smiled, I shall
whisper it here, but some day I shall stand upon
the dome of the Temple of Reward and shouted to
cheering multitudes below. What do you mean, asked kantos Kan,
(09:10):
John Carter, Jeddak of Helium, said hor Vastus in a
low voice. The eyes of my companions lighted, and grim
smiles of pleasure and anticipation overspread their faces. Is Each
eye turned toward me questioningly. But I shook my head. No,
my friends, I said, smiling, I thank you, But it
(09:32):
cannot be, not yet, at least when we know that
Tardos Mors and Morris Kajak are gone to return no more.
If I be here, then I shall join you all
to see that the people of Helium are permitted to
choose fairly their next Jeddak. Whom they choose may count
upon the loyalty of my sword. Nor shall I seek
(09:53):
the honor for myself until then. Tardos Mors is Jeddak
of Helium, and zat Arra is his representative, as you will,
John Carter, said hor Vastus. But what was that? He whispered,
pointing toward the window overlooking the gardens. The words were
scarce out of his mouth. Ere he had sprung to
(10:15):
the balcony without there he goes, he cried excitedly. The
guards below. There, the guards, We were close behind him,
and all saw the figure of a man run quickly
across a little piece of sword and disappear in the
shrubbery beyond. He was on the balcony when I first
saw him, cried hor Vastus, quick, let us follow him. Together.
(10:40):
We ran to the gardens, but even though we scoured
the grounds with the entire guard for hours, no trace
could we find of the night marauder. What do you
make of it? Kantos Kan asked tars Tarkas, a spy
sent by zat Arras. He replied it was ever his way.
(11:00):
He will have something interesting to report to his master.
Then laughed hor Vastus, I hope he heard only our
references to a new Jeddak, I said. If he overheard
our plans to rescue dejah Thoris, it will mean civil war,
for he will attempt to thwart us, and in that
I will not be thwarted. There would I turn against
(11:22):
Tardos Moors himself, were it necessary, if it throws all
Helium into a bloody conflict. I shall go on with
these plans to save my princess. Nothing shall stay me
now short of death. And should I die, my friends,
will you take the oath to prosecute the search for
her and bring her back in safety to her grandfather's court.
(11:44):
Upon the hilt of his sword. Each of them swore
to do as I had asked. It was agreed that
the battleships that were to be remodeled should be ordered
to Hastor, another Heliumetic city far to the southwest. Kantos
Kan thought that the docks there, in addition to their
regular work, would accommodate at least six battleships at a time.
(12:06):
As he was commander in chief of the navy, it
would be a simple matter for him to order the
vessels there as they could be handled, and thereafter keep
the remodeled fleet in remote parts of the empire until
we should be ready to assemble it for the dash
upon Omean. It was late that night before our conference
broke up, but each man there had his particular duties outlined,
(12:30):
and the details of the entire plan had been mapped out.
Kantos Kan and Zodar were to attend to the remodeling
of the ships. Tars Tarkas was to get into communication
with Thark and learn the sentiments of his people toward
his return from Dor. If favorable, he was to repair
immediately to Thark and devote his time to the assembling
(12:52):
of a great horde of Green warriors, whom it was
our plan to send in transports directly to the valley
door and the Temple of Isis, while the fleet entered
Omean and destroyed the vessels of the First Born. Upon
hor Vastus devolved the delicate mission of organizing a secret
force of fighting men sworn to follow John Carter wherever
(13:14):
he might lead. As we estimated that it would require
over a million men to man the thousand great battleships
we intended to use on Omean, and the transports for
the Green Men, as well as the ships that were
to convoy the transports. It was no trifling job that
hor Vastus had before him. After they had left, I
(13:36):
bid Carthoris good night, for I was very tired, and
going to my own apartments, bathed and laid down upon
my sleeping silks and furs for the first good night's
sleep I had had an opportunity to look forward to
since I had returned to Barsoom. But even now I
was to be disappointed. How long I slept, I do
(13:57):
not know. When I awoke suddenly, it was to find
a half dozen powerful men upon me, a gag already
in my mouth, and a moment later, my arms and
legs securely bound. So quickly had they worked, and to
such good purpose, that I was utterly beyond the power
to resist them. By the time I was fully awake,
(14:18):
never a word spoke, they and the gag effectually prevented
me speaking. Silently, they lifted me and bore me toward
the door of my chamber. As they passed the window
through which the farther moon was casting as brilliant beams,
I saw that each of the party had his face
swathed in layers of silk. I could not recognize one
(14:39):
of them. When they had come into the corridor with me,
they turned toward a secret panel in the wall, which
led to the passage that terminated in the pits beneath
the palace. That any knew of this panel outside my
own household, I was doubtful. Yet the leader of the
band did not hesitate a moment. He stepped directly to
(14:59):
the panel, touched the concealed button, and as the door
swung open, he stood aside while his companions entered with me.
Then he closed the panel behind him and followed us
down through the passageways to the pits. We went, The
leader wrapped upon it with the hilt of his sword,
three quick sharp blows, a pause, then three more, another pause,
(15:23):
then two. A second later, the wall swung in, and
I was pushed within a brilliantly lighted chamber, in which
sat three richly trapped men. One of them turned toward
me with a sardonic smile upon his thin, cruel lips.
It was zat Arras. End of Chapter eighteen.
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