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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

"You are kind," she said.

I reached down and took her by the hand. "Come," I said, "into the other room. You can sleep there safely tonight, and in the morning we will plan how we may carry out the rest of our scheme."

"I think that will not be difficult," she said. "Early in the morning everyone but Fal Sivas goes to a large dining room on this level. Many of them will pass along this corridor. I can slip out, unseen, and join them. At breakfast you will have an opportunity of seeing all the slaves. Then you may select me if you still wish to do so."

There were sleeping silks and furs in the room that I had assigned to her, and I knew that she would be comfortable; so I left her, and returning to my own room completed my preparations for the night that had been so strangely interrupted.

Early the next morning Zanda awoke me. "It will soon be time for them to go to breakfast," she said. "You must go before I do, leaving the door open. Then when there is no one in the corridor, I will slip out."

As I left my quarters, I saw two or three people moving along the corridor in the direction that Zanda had told me the dining room lay; and so I followed them, finally entering a large room in which there was a table that would seat about twenty. It was already over half filled. Most of the slaves were women—young women, and many of them were beautiful.

With the exception of two men, one sitting at either end of the table, all the occupants of the room were without weapons.

The man sitting at the head of the table was the same who had admitted Rapas and me the evening before. I learned later that his name was Hamas, and that he was the major-domo of the establishment.

The other armed man was Phystal. He was in charge of the slaves in the establishment. He also, as I was to learn later, attended to the procuring of many of them, usually by bribery or abduction.

As I entered the room, Hamas discovered me and motioned me to come to him. "You will sit here, next to me, Vandor," he said.

I could not but note the difference in his manner from the night before, when he had seemed more or less an obsequious slave. I gathered that he played two roles for purposes known best to himself or his master. In his present role, he was obviously a person of importance.

"You slept well?" he asked.

"Quite," I replied; "the house seems very quiet and peaceful at night."

He grunted. "If you should hear any unusual sounds at night," he said, "you will not investigate, unless the master or I call you." And then, as though he felt that that needed some explanation, he added, "Fal Sivas sometimes works upon his experiments late at night. You must not disturb him no matter what you may hear."