Adventure stories; Science fiction; Time travel -- Fiction
I looked back, and saw that our pursuers were advancing in a broad
line through the wood, carrying forward a chain of the ruddy lights so
that we might not hide from them in the shadows. There was no grass
beneath the trees, and they could not track us in that way, but came on
swiftly, for all that, shouting to each other mirthfully.
"I can't leave you here," I told Lantin. "If you stay, I stay."
"Go on!" he ordered. "You can make it, without me. Hurry!"
I glanced back, hesitated a moment, then swiftly stooped and swung an
arm under Lantin's shoulders, half lifting him to his feet. Then, half
dragging, half carrying him, I toiled up the valley toward our hidden
car.
I did not look back, but long rays of red light stabbed past me as our
pursuers and their lights emerged from the wood. By that crimson glare
they saw me, for a savage cry went up. A few strides and I was at the
spot on the valley's bottom, on the slope above which lay the time-car.
With fast-waning strength, I started up that slope.
Down the valley toward me bounded a score of men, spears and swords
gleaming in the light of the bulb-torches behind them. Dragging Lantin
on, blind with sweat and every muscle straining to its utmost power, I
toiled up the slope, more like a goaded, maddened beast than a human
being, while Lantin still besought me to drop him and save myself.
And up the slope after me raced the shouting guards, a hundred yards
behind and gaining every second. I burst through the screen of boughs
around our car, and sobbed with relief to see that it was still there,
untouched. I spun open the circular door in its top, and dropped Lantin
inside. I had just placed my feet inside the opening, when a dozen of
the armored guards burst through the screen of branches, their red
bulb-torches illuminating the little clearing with crimson light.
They stopped short on seeing me, some fifteen feet away. The three
nearest me raised their right arms above their heads, a heavy spear
poised in each. Then, like leaping metal serpents, the three heavy,
dagger-pointed weapons flashed through the air toward me.
But in that split-second there came the click of a switch from the
interior of the car, a gust of sudden wind smote me, and then the
guards, torches, and even the three spears in midair had vanished, and
the car, Lantin and I were speeding on into time.
_CHAPTER 15_
OVER THE ICE
We had flashed through two days and nights before Lantin judged
it safe to stop our progress in time. By then, we had started the
space-movement mechanism, and had sent the car up to a height of a mile
above the ground. Once there, we snapped off the time-wave, and hung in
midair, motionless in both time and space.
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