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"But little more than that they were captured by my uncle, Salensus Oll, Jeddak of Jeddaks, Ruler of Okar, land of the yellow men of Barsoom. As to their fate I know nothing, for I am at war with my uncle, who would crush my power in the principality of Marentina.
Owen stiffened and stood rigid, his face whitening. And then again he heard Sanderson's voice: "There's a judge in Okar Judge Graney. An' if you'd consider gettin' married today, ma'am, why " "Why, Sanderson!" came Mary's voice in mild reproof. "Well, then," sounded Sanderson's voice, full of resignation this time; "have it your way; I don't want to hurry you." "Hurry me?
"Warriors of Barsoom," I cried, "Kadabra has fallen, and with her the hateful tyrant of the north; but the integrity of Okar must be preserved.
She looked quickly at him. "Don't you remember Okar? That little town just beyond the mouth of the basin? Why, you've been there a good many times, Will, on errands for father. There wasn't much to Okar when you were here just a few shanties and a store. Surely you remember!" Sanderson flushed. "I reckon I do remember, now that you speak of it," he lied. "But I don't think Okar has grown much."
He found them, scores of them; for in all communities where the law is represented, there are men who take pride in upholding it. So it was with Okar. When the law-loving citizens of the town were told what had occurred they began to gather around the sheriff from all directions all armed and eager.
For a brother that she hadn't seen in a dozen years an' which she knows in her secret heart wasn't any good?" retorted Sanderson. "Shootin' your face off in Okar or anywhere else don't go any more," added Sanderson. "She's pretendin', publicly, that I'm her brother." "I'm through talking," declared Owen. "Or livin'. It's one or the other," warned Sanderson.
"If he does come back, you'll tell me, won't you, ma'am? An' then there'll never be an Alva Dale to bother you again or to go around robbin' honest men, an' tryin' to get them mixed up with the law." And now he turned from the girl and spoke to Dale: "You go right back to Okar an' tell Maison an' Silverthorn what has happened here tonight.
I had evidently made an impression upon the ruler of Okar by my fair words, and when he had turned to Dejah Thoris and Thuvia of Ptarth, and both had corroborated my statements it began to look pretty dark for Thurid.
That train brought him back to Okar late in the afternoon of the next day. Ben Nyland had been born and raised in the West, and he was of the type that had made the West the great supply store of the country. Rugged, honest, industrious, Ben Nyland had no ambitions beyond those of taking care of his sister which responsibility had been his since the death of his parents years before.
Sanderson could not escape the vigorous hug she gave him, but he did manage to evade her lips, and he went out of the house blushing and grinning. It was late in the afternoon when he got to Okar. Barney Owen was with him. Okar was flourishing as Mary Bransford said.
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