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Contents ( 26)
  1. Swords of Mars
  2. Edgar Rice Burroughs
  3. Chapter 1 RAPAS THE ULSIO
  4. Chapter 2 FAL SIVAS
  5. Chapter 3 TRAPPED
  6. Chapter 4 DEATH BY NIGHT
  7. Chapter 5 THE BRAIN
  8. Chapter 6 THE SHIP
  9. Chapter 7 THE FACE IN THE DOORWAY
  10. Chapter 8 SUSPICION
  11. Chapter 9 ON THE BALCONY
  12. Chapter 10 JAT OR
  13. Chapter 11 IN THE HOUSE OF GAR NAL
  14. Chapter 12 "WE BOTH MUST DIE!"
  15. Chapter 13 PURSUED
  16. Chapter 14 ON TO THURIA
  17. Chapter 15 THURIA
  18. Chapter 16 INVISIBLE FOES
  19. Chapter 17 THE CAT-MAN
  20. Chapter 18 CONDEMNED TO DEATH
  21. Chapter 19 OZARA
  22. Chapter 20 WE ATTEMPT ESCAPE
  23. Chapter 21 IN THE TOWER OF DIAMONDS
  24. Chapter 22 IN THE DARK CELL
  25. Chapter 23 THE SECRET DOOR
  26. Chapter 24 BACK TO BARSOOM

"Perhaps not," I said; "it is worth trying, anyway. Do you know where they hold their meetings?"

"Yes, but if you want to try that, I will have Rapas guide you to the building."

"If I am to go, I do not want Rapas to know anything about it," I said.

"Why?" he demanded.

"Because I do not trust him," I replied. "I would not trust anyone with knowledge of my plans."

"You are quite right. When you are ready to go, I can give you directions so that you can find their meeting place."

"I will go tomorrow," I said, "after dark."

He nodded his approval. He was standing where he could look directly into the bedroom where the girt was hidden. "Have you plenty of sleeping silks and furs?" he asked.

"Plenty," I replied, "but I will bring my own tomorrow."

"That will not be necessary. I will furnish you all that you require." He still stood staring into that other room. I wondered if he suspected the truth, or if the girl had moved or her breathing were noticeable under the pile of materials beneath which she was hidden.

I did not dare to turn and look for myself for fear of arousing his suspicions further. I just sat there waiting, my hands close to the hilt of my short sword.

Perhaps the girl was near discovery; but, if so, Fal Sivas was also near death that moment.

At last he turned toward the outer doorway. "I will give you directions tomorrow for reaching the headquarters of the gorthans, and also tomorrow I will send you a slave. Do you wish a man or a woman?"

I preferred a man, but I thought that I detected here a possible opportunity for protecting the girl. "A woman," I said.

He smiled. "And a pretty one, eh?"

"I should like to select her myself, if I may."

"As you wish," he replied. "I shall let you look them over tomorrow. May you sleep well."

He left the room and closed the door behind him; but I knew that he stood outside for a long time, listening.

I picked I up the book once more and commenced to read it; but not a word registered on my consciousness, for all my faculties were centered on listening.

After what seemed a long time, I heard him move away; and shortly after I distinctly heard a door close on the level above me. Not until then did I move, but now I arose and went to the door. It was equipped with a heavy bar on the inside, and this I slid silently into its keeper.

Crossing the room, I entered the chamber where the girl lay and threw back the covers that concealed her. She had not moved. As she looked up at me, I placed a finger across my lips.

"You heard?" I asked in a low whisper.

She nodded.

"Tomorrow I will select you as my slave. Perhaps later I shall find a way to liberate you."