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They were huddled in the darkness on the floor of the cabin, weak and
exhausted from the brief ordeal through which they had just passed, but
I could not take the time then to answer the questions with which I
knew their heads must be filled.
If we passed the watchers on the roofs and the patrol boats above,
there would be plenty of time for questions and answers. If we did not,
there would be no need for either.
XIII
TUL AXTAR'S WOMEN
With propellers moving only enough to give us headway, we moved slowly
and silently from the tower. I did not dare to rise to the altitude
of the circling fliers for fear of almost inevitable collision, owing
to the limited range of visibility permitted by the periscope, and so
I held to a course that carried me only above the roof of the lower
part of the palace until I reached a broad avenue that led in an
easterly direction to the outer wall of the city. I kept well down
below the roofs of the buildings, where there was little likelihood of
encountering other craft. Our only danger of detection now, and that
was slight indeed, was that our propeller might be overheard by some of
the watchers on the roofs, but the hum and drone of the propellers of
the ships above the city must have drowned out whatever slight sound
our slowly revolving blades gave forth, and at last we came to the gate
at the end of the avenue, and rising to top its battlements, we passed
out of Tjanath into the night beyond. The lights of the city and of the
circling patrol boats above grew fainter and fainter as we left them
far behind.
We had maintained absolute silence during our escape from the city,
but as soon as our escape appeared assured, Tavia unlocked the flood
gates of her curiosity. Phao's first question was relative to Nur An.
Her sigh of relief held as great assurance of her love for him as could
words have done. The two listened in breathless attention to the story
of our miraculous escape from The Death. Then they wanted to know all
about the Jhama, the compound of invisibility and the disintegrating
ray with which I had dissolved the bars from their prison window. Nor
was it until their curiosity had been appeased that we were able to
discuss our plans for the future.
"I feel that I should go at once to Jahar," I said.
"Yes," said Tavia in a low voice. "It is your duty. You must go there
first and rescue Sanoma Tora."
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