Life on other planets -- Fiction; Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Science fiction
Placing myself close beside the gate, I concentrated every faculty of
my mind to the direction of my will, telepathically, upon the brain of
the thoat I had selected for my purpose, the selection being determined
solely by the fact that he stood nearest to me. The effect of my effort
was immediately apparent. The creature, which had been searching
for the occasional tufts of moss that grew between the stone flags
of the courtyard, raised his head and looked about him. At once he
became restless, but he gave forth no sound since I was willing him to
silence. Presently his eyes moved in my direction and halted upon me.
Then, slowly, I drew him toward me. It was slow work, for he evidently
sensed that I was not his master, but on he came. Once, when he was
quite near me, he stopped and snorted angrily. He must have caught my
scent then and realized that I was not even of the same race as that to
which he was accustomed. Then it was that I exerted to their fullest
extent every power of my mind. He stood there shaking his ugly head to
and fro, his snarling lips baring his great fangs. Beyond him I could
see that the other thoats had been attracted by his actions. They were
looking toward us and moving about restlessly, always drawing closer.
Should they discover me and start to squeal, which is the first and
always ready sign of their easily aroused anger, I knew that I should
have their riders upon me in no time, since because of his nervous and
irritable nature the thoat is the watchdog as well as the beast of
burden of the green Barsoomians.
For a moment the beast I had selected hesitated before me as though
undecided whether to retreat or to charge, but he did neither; instead
he came slowly up to me and as I backed through the gate into the
vaulted corridor beyond, he followed me. This was better than I had
expected for it permitted me to compel him to lie down, so that the
girl and I were able to mount with ease.
Before us lay a long vaulted corridor at the far end of which I could
discern a moonlit archway, through which we presently passed onto a
broad avenue.
To the left lay the hills, and, turning this way, I urged the fleet
animal along the ancient deserted thoroughfare between rows of stately
ruins toward the west and--what?
Where the avenue turned to wind upward into the hills, I glanced back;
nor could I refrain a feeling of exultation as I saw strung out behind
us in the moonlight a file of great thoats, which I was confident would
well know what to do with their new found liberty.
"Your captors will not pursue us far," I said to the girl, indicating
the thoats with a nod of my head.
"Our ancestors are with us tonight," she said. "Let us pray that they
may never desert us."
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