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Chapters (60)
  1. Llana of Gathol
  2. About
  3. Foreword
  4. Part 1The Ancient Dead
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Part 2The Black Pirates of Barsoom
  19. Chapter 1
  20. Chapter 2
  21. Chapter 3
  22. Chapter 4
  23. Chapter 5
  24. Chapter 6
  25. Chapter 7
  26. Chapter 8
  27. Chapter 9
  28. Chapter 10
  29. Chapter 11
  30. Chapter 12
  31. Chapter 13
  32. Part 3Escape on Mars
  33. Chapter 1
  34. Chapter 2
  35. Chapter 3
  36. Chapter 4
  37. Chapter 5
  38. Chapter 6
  39. Chapter 7
  40. Chapter 8
  41. Chapter 9
  42. Chapter 10
  43. Chapter 11
  44. Chapter 12
  45. Chapter 13
  46. Part 4Invisible Men of Mars
  47. Chapter 1
  48. Chapter 2
  49. Chapter 3
  50. Chapter 4
  51. Chapter 5
  52. Chapter 6
  53. Chapter 7
  54. Chapter 8
  55. Chapter 9
  56. Chapter 10
  57. Chapter 11
  58. Chapter 12
  59. Chapter 13
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"I am not fond of Motus," said the warrior; "no one is fond of Motus. He is a calot and I apologize to calots for the comparison. I hope that you kill him but of course you won't. He always kills his man, but he is tricky. Watch out for that."

"You mean he doesn't fight fair?" I asked.

"No one ever taught him the word," said the warrior.

"Well, thank you for warning me," I said; "I hope you stay to see the fight, maybe you will be surprised."

"I shall certainly stay to see it," he said. "I wouldn't miss it for the world. But I am not going to be surprised; I know just what will happen. He will play with you for about five minutes and then he'll run you through; and that won't please Ptantus for he likes a long drawn out duel."

"Oh, he does does he?" I said. "Well, he shall have it." That fitted in perfectly with my plans. I had swallowed one of the invisibility spheres just before the warrior unshackled me, and I knew that it would take about an hour for it to effect perfect invisibility. It might be difficult to drag the duel out for an hour, but I hoped to gain a little time by stalling up to the moment that we crossed swords. And I accomplished it now by walking slowly to kill as much time as possible, and twice I stopped to tighten the fastenings of my sandals.

"What's the matter?" demanded the warrior. "Why do you walk so slow? Are you afraid?"

"Terrified," I replied. "Everyone has told me how easily Motus is going to kill me. Do you think that a man wants to run to his death?"

"Well, I don't blame you much," said the warrior, "and I won't hurry you."

"A lot of you Invaks are pretty good fellows," I remarked.

"Of course we are," he said. "What made you think anything different?"

"Pnoxus, Motus, and Ptantus," I replied.

The warrior grinned. "I guess you are a pretty shrewd fellow," he said, "to have sized them up this quickly."

"Everybody seems to hate them," I said; "why don't you get rid of them? I'll start you off by getting rid of Motus tonight."

"You may be a good swordsman," said the warrior, "but you are bragging too much; I never knew a braggart yet who could 'take the princess.'"