Soundless, as it had fought, it died, and though weak from pain and
loss of blood, it was with an emotion of triumphant pride that I
stepped across its convulsively stiffening corpse to snatch up the most
potent secret of a world. A single glance assured me it was the very
thing that Perry had described to me.
And as I grasped it did I think of what it meant to the human race of
Pellucidar—did there flash through my mind the thought that countless
generations of my own kind yet unborn would have reason to worship me
for the thing that I had accomplished for them? I did not. I thought of
a beautiful oval face, gazing out of limpid eyes, through a waving mass
of jet-black hair. I thought of red, red lips, God-made for kissing.
And of a sudden, apropos of nothing, standing there alone in the secret
chamber of the Mahars of Pellucidar, I realized that I loved Dian the
Beautiful.
XII
PURSUIT
For an instant I stood there thinking of her, and then, with a sigh, I
tucked the book in the thong that supported my loin cloth, and turned
to leave the apartment. At the bottom of the corridor which leads aloft
from the lower chambers I whistled in accordance with the prearranged
signal which was to announce to Perry and Ghak that I had been
successful. A moment later they stood beside me, and to my surprise I
saw that Hooja the Sly One accompanied them.
“He joined us,” explained Perry, “and would not be denied. The fellow
is a fox. He scents escape, and rather than be thwarted of our chance
now I told him that I would bring him to you, and let you decide
whether he might accompany us.”
I had no love for Hooja, and no confidence in him. I was sure that if
he thought it would profit him he would betray us; but I saw no way out
of it now, and the fact that I had killed four Mahars instead of only
the three I had expected to, made it possible to include the fellow in
our scheme of escape.
“Very well,” I said, “you may come with us, Hooja; but at the first
intimation of treachery I shall run my sword through you. Do you
understand?”
He said that he did.
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