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my blade piercing his heart。
And then； with a glad cry； I turned with outstretched arms to seize
my princess； and as my lips smothered hers to reap the reward that
would be thrice ample payment for the bloody encounters through which
I had passed for her dear sake from the south pole to the north。
The glad cry died； frozen upon my lips； my arms dropped limp
and lifeless to my sides； as one who reels beneath the burden of a
mortal wound I staggered up the steps before the throne。
Dejah Thoris was gone。
REWARDS
With the realization that Dejah Thoris was no longer within the
throneroom came the belated recollection of the dark face that I
had glimpsed peering from behind the draperies that backed the
throne of Salensus Oll at the moment that I had first come so
unexpectedly upon the strange scene being enacted within the chamber。
Why had the sight of that evil countenance not warned me to
greater caution？ Why had I permitted the rapid development of
new situations to efface the recollection of that menacing danger？
But； alas； vain regret would not erase the calamity that had befallen。
Once again had Dejah Thoris fallen into the clutches of that
archfiend； Thurid； the black dator of the First Born。 Again was
all my arduous labor gone for naught。 Now I realized the cause of
the rage that had been writ so large upon the features of Matai
Shang and the cruel pleasure that I had seen upon the face of Phaidor。
They had known or guessed the truth； and the hekkador of the
Holy Therns； who had evidently come to the chamber in the hope of
thwarting Salensus Oll in his contemplated perfidy against the high
priest who coveted Dejah Thoris for himself； realized that Thurid
had stolen the prize from beneath his very nose。
Phaidor's pleasure had been due to her realization of what
this last cruel blow would mean to me； as well as to a partial
satisfaction of her jealous hatred for the Princess of Helium。
My first thought was to look beyond the draperies at the back
of the throne； for there it was that I had seen Thurid。 With a
single jerk I tore the priceless stuff from its fastenings； and
there before me was revealed a narrow doorway behind the throne。
No question entered my mind but that here lay the opening of
the avenue of escape which Thurid had followed； and had there been
it would have been dissipated by the sight of a tiny； jeweled
ornament which lay a few steps within the corridor beyond。
As I snatched up the bauble I saw that it bore the device of
the Princess of Helium； and then pressing it to my lips I dashed
madly along the winding way that led gently downward toward the
lower galleries of the palace。
I had followed but a short distance when I came upon the room
in which Solan formerly had held sway。 His dead body still lay
where I had left it； nor was there any sign that another had passed
through the room since I had been there； but I knew that two had
done soThurid； the black dator； and Dejah Thoris。
For a moment I paused uncertain as to which of the several
exits from the apartment would lead me upon the right path。
I tried to recollect the directions which I had heard Thurid
repeat to Solan； and at last； slowly； as though through a heavy fog；
the memory of the words of the First Born came to me：
〃Follow a corridor； passing three diverging corridors upon the right；
then into the fourth right…hand corridor to where three corridors meet；
here again follow to the right； hugging the left wall closely to avoid
the pit。 At the end of this corridor I shall come to a spiral runway
which I must follow down instead of up； after that the way is along
but a single branchless corridor。〃
And I recalled the exit at which he had pointed as he spoke。
It did not take me long to start upon that unknown way； nor did
I go with caution； although I knew that there might be grave
dangers before me。
Part of the way was black as sin； but for the most it was
fairly well lighted。 The stretch where I must hug the left wall to
avoid the pits was darkest of them all； and I was nearly over the
edge of the abyss before I knew that I was near the danger spot。
A narrow ledge； scarce a foot wide； was all that had been left
to carry the initiated past that frightful cavity into which the
unknowing must surely have toppled at the first step。 But at last
I had won safely beyond it； and then a feeble light made the
balance of the way plain； until； at the end of the last corridor；
I came suddenly out into the glare of day upon a field of snow and ice。
Clad for the warm atmosphere of the hothouse city of Kadabra；
the sudden change to arctic frigidity was anything but pleasant；
but the worst of it was that I knew I could not endure the
bitter cold； almost naked as I was； and that I would perish
before ever I could overtake Thurid and Dejah Thoris。
To be thus blocked by nature； who had had all the arts and
wiles of cunning man pitted against him； seemed a cruel fate；
and as I staggered back into the warmth of the tunnel's end
I was as near hopelessness as I ever have been。
I had by no means given up my intention of continuing the
pursuit； for if needs be I would go ahead though I perished ere
ever I reached my goal； but if there were a safer way it were well
worth the delay to attempt to discover it； that I might come again
to the side of Dejah Thoris in fit condition to do battle for her。
Scarce had I returned to the tunnel than I stumbled over a portion
of a fur garment that seemed fastened to the floor of the corridor
close to the wall。 In the darkness I could not see what held it；
but by groping with my hands I discovered that it was wedged beneath
the bottom of a closed door。
Pushing the portal aside； I found myself upon the threshold of a
small chamber； the walls of which were lined with hooks from which
depended suits of the complete outdoor apparel of the yellow men。
Situated as it was at the mouth of a tunnel leading from the palace；
it was quite evident that this was the dressing…room used by the
nobles leaving and entering the hothouse city； and that Thurid；
having knowledge of it； had stopped here to outfit himself and
Dejah Thoris before venturing into the bitter cold of the
arctic world beyond。
In his haste he had dropped several garments upon the floor；
and the telltale fur that had fallen partly within the corridor had
proved the means of guiding me to the very spot he would least have
wished me to have knowledge of。
It required but the matter of a few seconds to don the necessary
orluk…skin clothing； with the heavy； fur…lined boots that
are so essential a part of the garmenture of one who would
successfully contend with the frozen trails and the icy winds
of the bleak northland。
Once more I stepped beyond the tunnel's mouth to find the
fresh tracks of Thurid and Dej