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"The sky is already red beyond those beautiful hills of yours," he replied, "and it will soon be day." "Just one question before you go," I begged. "Well?" he assented, good-naturedly. "How was Gahan able to enter the throne room garbed in O-Tar's trappings?" I asked. "It was simple for Gahan of Gathol," replied The Warlord.
She would demonstrate to them that the daughter of The Warlord was not to be denied! They would learn that Tara of Helium might not be ruled even by the forces of nature!
"The bath is ready, Tara of Helium," the girl responded, her eyes still twinkling with merriment, for she well knew that in the heart of her mistress was no anger that could displace the love of the princess for her slave. Preceding the daughter of The Warlord she opened the door of an adjoining room where lay the bath a gleaming pool of scented water in a marble basin.
Her reply to reason, sometime spoken aloud in sudden defiance, recalled the Spartan stubbornness of her sire in the face of certain annihilation: "I still live!" That morning there had been an early visitor at the palace of The Warlord. It was Gahan, Jed of Gathol.
"I would fight for you as a panthan in the second game." Another came. "I am not from Gathol," he said. "I am from Helium, and I would fight for the honor of a princess of Helium." "Good!" exclaimed Turan. "Art a swordsman of repute in Helium?" "I was a dwar under the great Warlord, and I have fought at his side in a score of battles from The Golden Cliffs to The Carrion Caves. My name is Val Dor.
"I would dare love Tara of Helium; but I would not dare defile her or any woman with kisses that were not prompted by love of her alone." He stepped closer to her and laid his hands upon her shoulders. "Look into my eyes, daughter of The Warlord," he said, "and tell me that you do not wish the love of Turan, the panthan." "I do not wish your love," she cried, pulling away.
It had been the dearest wish of Kantos Kan and The Warlord that this should be, and Tara of Helium had accepted it as a matter of all but accomplished fact. Djor Kantos had seemed to accept the matter in the same way.
There is a happy ending to the story in the union of the Warlord, the title conferred upon John Carter, with Dejah Thoris. The fourth volume of the series. The story centers around the adventures of Carthoris, the son of John Carter and Thuvia, daughter of a Martian Emperor. May be had wherever books are sold. Ask for Grosset & Dunlap's list. A story of the Royal Mounted Police.
Gahan, his hand upon his short-sword, moved silently forward, but as he neared the craft he saw that he had naught to fear, for it was deserted. Then he turned his attention toward the emblem. As its significance was flashed to his understanding his face paled and his heart went cold it was the insignia of the house of The Warlord of Barsoom.
Bear with you the authority of the Warlord of Barsoom, and of the Jeddak of Helium to offer every resource of the allied powers to assist Thuvan Dihn to recover his daughter and punish her abductors, whomsoever they may be. "Go! I know that I do not need to urge upon you the necessity for haste." Carthoris left the council chamber, and hastened to his palace.
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