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From: | Etta Frost |
Subject: | walkie-talkie |
Date: | Mon, 11 Sep 2006 16:10:00 -0400 |
And I think that one of them is a woman, said Tun
Gan.
I leaped to my feet and ran quickly to where we had
hidden the boats. I did not want Janai to know that thebrain of Vor Daj abode in the
hideous skull of Tor-dur-bar. The searching party returns, remarked Gan Had; with
what success, Iwonder.
He shook meroughly, and when I opened my eyes I saw
that he was greatly excited.
That, said the leader, pointing, is Gooli, the
largest city in theworld. It was a hideous thingto contemplate, but it was not
without probability. It does not seem possible that we two shall ever find Ras
Thavas, shesaid, sadly. Even so, we shall be lucky if they do not see us. If we wait
until itis dark, we can pass them safely. Thecaptain of the gate advanced and
greeted the commander of the returningsearch party. It was just as well, for if
Ay-mad was leaving the City, Janai wouldnot be brought into it.
There, at least, was a hope; and I determinedto
cling to it to the bitter end. Conceivably, it might grow and grow throughall
eternity devouring and living upon itself.
We are not atwar; therefore you should let us go on
our way in peace. How did you happen to be at the gate when I arrived? I thought
that they had notnoticed me, but presently one of the officers approached
me.
Ever since I was created, I have lived in asmall
village at the end of the island. A gorgeous spectacle that never ceases toenthrall
the imagination of Barsoornians. Now the hormads were running toward me, and the
wholecamp was aroused.
I saw him nod his head and a half smiletouched his
lips as he shot a quick glance in my direction. There is nothing that we like better
than a good fight.
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