"They have the appearance of splendid warriors," said Turan. "I have a
great mind to walk boldly into their city and seek service."
Tara shook her head. "Wait," she admonished. "What would I do without
you, and if you were captured how could you collect your reward?"
"I should escape," he said. "At any rate I shall try it," and he
started to rise.
"You shall not," said the girl, her tone all authority.
The man looked at her quickly--questioningly.
"You have entered my service," she said, a trifle haughtily.
"You have entered my service for hire and you shall do as I bid you."
Turan sank down beside her again with a half smile upon his lips. "It
is yours to command, Princess," he said.
The day passed. Ghek, tiring of the sunlight, had deserted his rykor
and crawled down a hole he had discovered close by. Tara and Turan
reclined beneath the scant shade of a small tree. They watched the
people coming and going through the gate. The party of horsemen did not
return. A small herd of zitidars was driven into the city during the
day, and once a caravan of broad-wheeled carts drawn by these huge
animals wound out of the distant horizon and came down to the city. It,
too, passed from their sight within the gateway. Then darkness came and
Tara of Helium bid her panthan search for food and drink; but she
cautioned him against attempting to enter the city. Before he left her
he bent and kissed her hand as a warrior may kiss the hand of his queen.
CHAPTER X
ENTRAPPED
Turan the panthan approached the strange city under cover of the
darkness. He entertained little hope of finding either food or water
outside the wall, but he would try and then, if he failed, he would
attempt to make his way into the city, for Tara of Helium must have
sustenance and have it soon. He saw that the walls were poorly
sentineled, but they were sufficiently high to render an attempt to
scale them foredoomed to failure. Taking advantage of underbrush and
trees, Turan managed to reach the base of the wall without detection.
Silently he moved north past the gateway which was closed by a massive
gate which effectively barred even the slightest glimpse within the
city beyond. It was Turan's hope to find upon the north side of the
city away from the hills a level plain where grew the crops of the
inhabitants, and here too water from their irrigating system, but
though he traveled far along that seemingly interminable wall he found
no fields nor any water. He searched also for some means of ingress to
the city, yet here, too, failure was his only reward, and now as he
went keen eyes watched him from above and a silent stalker kept pace
with him for a time upon the summit of the wall; but presently the
shadower descended to the pavement within and hurrying swiftly raced
ahead of the stranger without.
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