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A Princess of Mars

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Cautiously I opened the door of my apartment and, followed by Woola,

sought the inner of the great doors. A wild scheme had come to me; I

would attempt to force the great locks by the nine thought waves I had

read in my host's mind.

Creeping stealthily through corridor after corridor and down winding

runways which turned hither and thither I finally reached the great

hall in which I had broken my long fast that morning. Nowhere had I

seen my host, nor did I know where he kept himself by night.

I was on the point of stepping boldly out into the room when a slight

noise behind me warned me back into the shadows of a recess in the

corridor. Dragging Woola after me I crouched low in the darkness.

Presently the old man passed close by me, and as he entered the dimly

lighted chamber which I had been about to pass through I saw that he

held a long thin dagger in his hand and that he was sharpening it upon

a stone. In his mind was the decision to inspect the radium pumps,

which would take about thirty minutes, and then return to my bed

chamber and finish me.

As he passed through the great hall and disappeared down the runway

which led to the pump-room, I stole stealthily from my hiding place and

crossed to the great door, the inner of the three which stood between

me and liberty.

Concentrating my mind upon the massive lock I hurled the nine thought

waves against it. In breathless expectancy I waited, when finally the

great door moved softly toward me and slid quietly to one side. One

after the other the remaining mighty portals opened at my command and

Woola and I stepped forth into the darkness, free, but little better

off than we had been before, other than that we had full stomachs.

Hastening away from the shadows of the formidable pile I made for the

first crossroad, intending to strike the central turnpike as quickly as

possible. This I reached about morning and entering the first

enclosure I came to I searched for some evidences of a habitation.

There were low rambling buildings of concrete barred with heavy

impassable doors, and no amount of hammering and hallooing brought any

response. Weary and exhausted from sleeplessness I threw myself upon

the ground commanding Woola to stand guard.

Some time later I was awakened by his frightful growlings and opened my

eyes to see three red Martians standing a short distance from us and

covering me with their rifles.

"I am unarmed and no enemy," I hastened to explain. "I have been a

prisoner among the green men and am on my way to Zodanga. All I ask is

food and rest for myself and my calot and the proper directions for

reaching my destination."

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