Contents ( 26)
- Swords of Mars
- Edgar Rice Burroughs
- Chapter 1 RAPAS THE ULSIO
- Chapter 2 FAL SIVAS
- Chapter 3 TRAPPED
- Chapter 4 DEATH BY NIGHT
- Chapter 5 THE BRAIN
- Chapter 6 THE SHIP
- Chapter 7 THE FACE IN THE DOORWAY
- Chapter 8 SUSPICION
- Chapter 9 ON THE BALCONY
- Chapter 10 JAT OR
- Chapter 11 IN THE HOUSE OF GAR NAL
- Chapter 12 "WE BOTH MUST DIE!"
- Chapter 13 PURSUED
- Chapter 14 ON TO THURIA
- Chapter 15 THURIA
- Chapter 16 INVISIBLE FOES
- Chapter 17 THE CAT-MAN
- Chapter 18 CONDEMNED TO DEATH
- Chapter 19 OZARA
- Chapter 20 WE ATTEMPT ESCAPE
- Chapter 21 IN THE TOWER OF DIAMONDS
- Chapter 22 IN THE DARK CELL
- Chapter 23 THE SECRET DOOR
- Chapter 24 BACK TO BARSOOM
We talked for a short time, and then Fal Sivas summoned a slave to show me to my quarters. "They are below mine," he said; "if I call, you are to come to me immediately. Good night."
The slave led me to another room on the same level. In fact, to a little suite of three rooms. They were plainly but comfortably furnished.
"Is there anything that you require, master?" the slave inquired, as he turned to leave me.
"Nothing," I replied.
"Tomorrow a slave will be assigned to serve you." With that he left me, and I listened to see if he locked the door from the outside; but he did not, though I would not have been surprised had he done so, so sinister and secretive seemed everything connected with this gloomy pile.
I occupied myself for a few moments inspecting my quarters. They consisted of a living room, two small bedrooms, and a bath. A single door opened from the living room onto the corridor. There were no windows in any of the rooms. There were small ventilators in the floors and in the ceilings, and draughts of air entering the former indicated that the apartment was ventilated mechanically.
The rooms were lighted by radium bulbs similar to those generally used throughout Barsoom.
In the living room was a table, a bench, and several chairs, and a shelf upon which were a number of books. Glancing at some of these, I discovered that they were all scientific works. There were books on medicine, on surgery, chemistry, mechanics, and electricity.
From time to time, I heard what appeared to be stealthy noises in the corridor; but I did not investigate, as I wanted to establish myself in the confidence of Fal Sivas and his people before I ventured to take it upon myself to learn any more than they desired me to know. I did not even know that I wanted to know anything more about the household of Fal Sivas; for, after all, my business in Zodanga had nothing to do with him. I had come to undermine and, if possible, overthrow the strength of Ur Jan and his guild of assassins; and all I needed was a base from which to work. I was, in fact, a little disappointed to find that Fate had thrown me in with those opposed to Ur Jan. I would have preferred and, in fact, had hoped to be able to join Ur Jan's organization, as I felt that I could accomplish much more from the inside than from the out.
If I could join the guild, I could soon learn the identity of its principal members; and that, above all other things, was what I wished to do, that I might either bring them to justice or put the cross upon their hearts with the point of my own sword.
Occupied with these thoughts, I was about to remove my harness and turn into my sleeping silks and furs when I heard sounds of what might have been a scuffle on the level above and then a thud, as of a body falling.