I felt suddenly cold and weary and forlorn. All hope of happiness was
crushed in my breast. I turned away from her. I no longer cared what
happened to me. But only for an instant did this mood possess me. No
matter whether she loved me or not, my duty remained plain before me; I
must get her out of Kapdor, out of the clutches of the Thorists and, if
possible, return her to her father, Mintep, king of Vepaja.
I stepped to the window and listened. Moosko's cries had not attracted
succor in so far as I could perceive; no one seemed to be coming. And
if they had not come in response to Duare's screams, why should they be
attracted by Moosko's? I realized that there was now little likelihood
that any one would investigate.
I returned to the body of Moosko and removed his harness to which was
attached a sword that he had had no opportunity to draw against me;
then I retrieved his dagger and pistol. I now felt much better, far
more efficient. It is strange what the possession of weapons will do
even for one not accustomed to bearing them, and until I had come to
Venus I had seldom if ever carried a lethal weapon.
* * * * *
I took the time now to investigate the room, on the chance that it
might contain something else of use or value to us in our bid for
liberty. It was a rather large room. An attempt had been made to
furnish it ornately, but the result was a monument to bad taste. It was
atrocious.
At one end, however, was something that attracted my keenest interest
and unqualified approval; it was a table laden with food.
I turned to Duare. "I am going to try to take you away from Noobol," I
told her. "I shall try also to return you to Vepaja. I may not succeed,
but I shall do my best. Will you trust me and come with me?"
"How can you doubt it?" she replied. "If you succeed in returning me to
Vepaja you will be well repaid by the honors and rewards that will be
heaped upon you if my wishes prevail."
That speech angered me, and I turned upon her with bitter words on my
lips; but I did not utter them. What was the use? I once more focused
my attention upon the table. "What I started to say," I continued, "is
that I shall try to save you, but I can't do it on an empty stomach. I
am going to eat before we leave this room. Do you care to join me?"
"We shall need strength," she replied. "I am not hungry, but it is
wiser that we both eat. Moosko ordered the food for me, but I could not
eat it while he was present."
I turned away and approached the table where she joined me presently,
and we ate in silence.
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