“You are right, Julian. We still have a little time, for I doubt if
Orthis or his Kalkars can quickly find the stairway leading to this
terrace.” And then she led me quickly to one of the many towers that
rise above the palace. Entering it, we ascended a spiral staircase to
a large chamber at the summit of the tower. Here were kept the
imperial wings. I fastened Nah-ee-lah’s to her and she helped me with
mine, and then from the pinnacle of the tower we arose above the
burning city of Laythe and flew rapidly toward the distant lowlands
and the sea. It was in my mind to search out, if possible, the
location of _The Barsoom_, for I still entertained the mad hope that
my companions yet lived—if I did, why not they?
The heat above the city was almost unendurable and the smoke
suffocating, yet we passed through it, so that almost immediately we
were hidden from the view of that portion of the palace from which we
had arisen, with the result that when Orthis and his Kalkars finally
found their way to the upper terrace, as I have no doubt they did, we
had disappeared—whither they could not know.
We flew and drifted with the wind across the mountainous country
toward the plains and the sea, it being my intention upon reaching
the latter to follow the coast line until I came to a river marked by
an island at its mouth. From that point I knew that I could reach the
spot where _The Barsoom_ had landed.
Our long flight must have covered a considerable period of time,
since it was necessary for us to alight and rest many times and to
search for food. We met, fortunately, with no mishaps, and upon the
several occasions when we were discovered by roving bands of Va-gas
we were able to soar far aloft and escape them easily. We came at
length, however, to the sea, the coast of which I followed to the
left, but though we passed the mouths of many rivers, I discovered
none that precisely answered the description of that which I sought.
It was borne in upon me at last that our quest was futile, but where
we were to find a haven of safety neither of us could guess. The gas
in our bags was losing its buoyancy and we had no means wherewith to
replenish it. It would still maintain us for a short time, but how
long neither of us knew, other than that it had not nearly the
buoyancy that it originally possessed.
Off the coast we had seen islands almost continuously and I suggested
to Nah-ee-lah that we try to discover one upon which grew the fruits
and nuts and vegetables necessary for our subsistence, and where we
might also have a constant supply of fresh water.
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