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Next paragraph     Heralding the approach of armed men was the clank of metal on metal. How many were coming, I did not know; but here I was with only my own sword between me and death and my back against the wall.
Next paragraph     Zanda was without hope, but she remained cool and did not lose her head. In those few brief moments I could see that she was courageous.
Next paragraph     "Give me your dagger, Vandor," she said.
Next paragraph     "Why?" I asked.
Next paragraph     "They will kill you, but Fal Sivas shall not have me nor these others to torture further."
Next paragraph     "I am not dead, yet," I reminded her.
Next paragraph     "I shall not kill myself until you are dead; but these others, there is no hope for them. They pray for merciful death. Let me put them out of their misery."
Next paragraph     I winced at the thought, but I knew that she was right, and I handed her my dagger. It was a thing that I should have had to have done myself. It took much more courage than facing armed men, and I was glad to be relieved of the ghastly job.
Next paragraph     Zanda was behind me now. I could not see what she was doing, and I never asked her what she did.
Next paragraph     Our enemies had paused in the outer room. I could hear them whispering together.
Next paragraph     Then Fal Sivas raised his voice and shouted to me.
Next paragraph     "Come out of there and give yourself up," he screamed, "or we will come in and kill you."
Next paragraph     I did not reply; I just stood there, waiting. Presently Zanda came close to me and whispered, "There is a door on the opposite side of this room, hidden behind a large screen. If you wait here, Fal Sivas will send men to that door; and they will attack you from in front and behind."
Next paragraph     "I shall not wait, then," I said, moving toward the door leading into the outer room where I had heard my enemies whispering.
Next paragraph     Zanda laid a hand upon my arm, "Just a moment, Vandor," she said. "You remain where you are, facing the door; and I will go to it and swing it open suddenly. Then they cannot take you by surprise, as they could if you were to open it."
Next paragraph     The door was hinged so that it swung in, and thus Zanda would be protected as she drew it inward and stepped behind it.
Next paragraph     Zanda stepped forward and grasped the handle while I stood directly in front of the door and a few paces from it, my long sword in my hand.
Next paragraph     As she opened the door, a sword flashed inward in a terrific cut that would have split my skull had I been there.
Next paragraph     The man who wielded the sword was Hamas. Just behind him, I saw Phystal and another armed man, while in the rear was Fal Sivas.
Next paragraph     Now the old inventor commenced to scream at them and urge them on; but they held back, for only one man could pass through the doorway at a time; and none of them seemed to relish the idea of being the first. In fact, Hamas had leaped back immediately following his cut; and now his voice joined with that of Fal Sivas in exhorting the other two to enter the laboratory and destroy me.
Next paragraph     "On, men!" cried Hamas. "We are three, and he is only one. Onward, you, Phystal! Kill the calot!"
Next paragraph     "In with you, yourself, Hamas," growled Phystal.
Next paragraph     "Go in! Go in and get him!" shrieked Fal Sivas. "Go in, you cowards." But no one came in; they just stood there, each urging the other to be first.
Next paragraph     I did not relish this waste of time, and for two reasons. In the first place, I could not abide the thought of even a moment's unnecessary delay in starting out upon my quest for Dejah Thoris; and, secondly, there was always the danger that reinforcements might arrive. Therefore, if they would not come in to me, I would have to go out to them.
Next paragraph     And I did go out to them, and so suddenly that it threw them into confusion.
Next paragraph     Hamas and Phystal, in their efforts to avoid me, fell back upon the man behind them. He was only a slave, but he was a brave man the bravest of the four that faced me.
Next paragraph     He pushed Phystal and Hamas roughly aside and sprang at me with his long sword.
Next paragraph     Fal Sivas shouted encouragement to him.
Next paragraph     "Kill him, Wolak!" he shrieked; "kill him and you shall have your freedom."
Next paragraph     At that, Wolak rushed me determinedly. I was fighting for my life, but he was fighting for that and something even sweeter than life; and now Hamas and Phystal were creeping in on me like two cowardly jackals, they hovered at the edge of the fight, waiting to rush in when they might do so without endangering themselves.
Next paragraph     "Your weight in gold, Wolak, if you kill him," screamed Fal Sivas.
Next paragraph     Freedom and wealth! Now, indeed, did my antagonist seem inspired. Life, liberty, and riches! What a princely reward for which to strive; but I, too, was fighting for a priceless treasure, for my incomparable Dejah Thoris.
Next paragraph     The impetuosity of the man's attack had driven me back a couple of paces, so that I now stood at the doorway, which was really a most strategic position in that it prevented either Hamas or Phystal from attacking me from the side.
Next paragraph     Just behind me stood Zanda, spurring me on with low words of encouragement; but though I appreciated them, I did not need them. I was already set to terminate the affair as quickly as possible.
Next paragraph     The edge of a Martian long sword is just as keen as a razor, and the point needle-like in sharpness. It is a trick to preserve this keen edge during a combat, taking the blows of your adversary's weapon on the back of your blade; and I prided myself upon my ability to do this, saving the keen cutting edge for the purpose for which it is intended. I needed a sharp edge now, for I was preparing to execute a little trick that I had successfully used many times before.
Next paragraph     My adversary was a good swordsman and exceptionally strong on defense; so that, in ordinary swordplay, he might have prolonged the duel for a considerable time.
Next paragraph     For this, I had no mind. I wished to end it at once.
Next paragraph     In preparation, I pushed him back; then I thrust at his face. He did the very thing that I knew he would do. He threw his head back, involuntarily, to avoid my point; and this brought his chin up exposing his throat. With my blade still extended, I cut quickly from right to left. The point of my sword moved but a few inches, but its keen edge opened his throat almost from ear to ear.
Next paragraph     I shall never forget the look of horror in his eyes as he staggered back and crumpled to the floor.
Next paragraph     Then I turned my attention to Hamas and Phystal.
Next paragraph     Each of them wanted the other to have the honor of engaging me. As they retreated, they made futile passes at me with their points; and I was steadily pushing them into a corner when Fal Sivas took a hand in the affair.
Next paragraph     Heretofore, he had contented himself with screaming shrill encouragement and commands to his men. Now he picked up a vase and hurled it at my head.
Next paragraph     Just by chance, I saw it coming and dodged it; and it broke into a thousand fragments against the wall. Then he picked up something else and threw at me, and this time he hit my sword hand, and Phystal nearly got me then.
Next paragraph     As I jumped back to avoid his thrust, Fal Sivas hurled another small object; and from the corner of my eye I saw Zanda catch it.
Next paragraph     Neither Phystal nor Hamas was a good swordsman, and I could easily have overcome them in fair fight, but I could see that these new tactics of Fal Sivas were almost certain to prove my undoing. If I turned upon him, the others would be behind me; and how they would have taken advantage of such a God-given opportunity!
Next paragraph     I tried to work them around so that they were between Fal Sivas and myself. In this way, they would shield me from his missiles, but that is something easier said than done when you are fighting two men in a comparatively small room.
Next paragraph     I was terribly handicapped by the fact that I had to watch three men; and now, as I drove Hamas back with a cut, I cast a quick glance in the direction of Fal Sivas; and as I did so, I saw a missile strike him between the eyes. He fell to the floor like a log. Zanda had hoisted him with his own petard.
Next paragraph     I could not repress a smile as I turned my undivided attention upon Hamas and Phystal.
Next paragraph     As I drove them into a corner, Hamas surprised me by throwing his sword aside and falling upon his knees.
Next paragraph     "Spare me, spare me, Vandor!" he cried, "I did not want to attack you. Fal Sivas made me." And then Phystal cast his weapon to the floor; and he, too, went upon his marrow bones. It was the most revolting exhibition of cowardice that I had ever witnessed. I felt like running them through, but I did not want to foul my blade with their putrid blood.
Next paragraph     "Kill them," counseled Zanda; "you cannot trust either of them."
Next paragraph     I shook my head. "We cannot kill unarmed men in cold blood," I said.
Next paragraph     "Unless you do, they will prevent our escape," she said, "even if we can escape. There are others who will stop us on the lower level."
Next paragraph     "I have a better plan, Zanda," I said, and forthwith I bound Hamas and Phystal securely in their own harness and then did the same with Fal Sivas, for he was not dead but only stunned. I also gagged all three of them so that they could not cry out.
Next paragraph     This done, I told Zanda to follow me and went at once to the hangar where the ship rested on her scaffolding.
Next paragraph     "Why did you come here?" asked Zanda. "We ought to be getting out of the building as quickly as possible you are going to take me with you, aren't you, Vandor?"
Next paragraph     "Certainly I am," I said, "and we are going out of the building very shortly. Come, perhaps I shall need your help with these doors," and I led the way to the two great doors in the end of the hangar. They were well hung, however, and after being unlatched, slid easily to the sides of the opening.
Next paragraph     Zanda stepped to the threshold and looked out. "We cannot escape this way," she said; "it is fifty feet to the ground, and there is no ladder or other means of descent."
Next paragraph     "Nevertheless, we are going to escape through that doorway," I told her, amused at her mystification. "Just come with me, and you will see how."
Next paragraph     We returned to the side of the ship, and I must say that I was far from being as assured of success as I tried to pretend, as I concentrated my thoughts upon the little metal sphere that held the mechanical brain in the nose of the craft.
Next paragraph     I think my heart stopped beating as I waited, and then a great wave of relief surged through me as I saw the door open and the ladder lowering itself toward the floor.
Next paragraph     Zanda looked on in wide-eyed amazement. "Who is in there?" she demanded.
Next paragraph     "No one," I said. "Now up with you, and be quick about it. We have no time to loiter here."
Next paragraph     She was evidently afraid, but she obeyed me like a good soldier, and I followed her up the ladder into the cabin. Then I directed the brain to hoist the ladder and close the door, as I went forward into the control room, followed by the girl.
Next paragraph     Here I again focused my thoughts upon the mechanical brain just above my head.
Next paragraph     Even with the demonstration that I had already had, I could not yet convince myself of the reality of what I was doing. It seemed impossible that that insensate thing could raise the craft from its scaffolding and guide it safely through the doorway, yet scarcely had I supplied that motivating thought when the ship rose a few feet and moved almost silently toward the aperture.
Next paragraph     As we passed out into the still night, Zanda threw her arms about my neck. "Oh, Vandor, Vandor!" she cried, "you have saved me from the clutches of that horrible creature. I am free! I am free again!" she cried, hysterically. "Oh, Vandor, I am yours; I shall be your slave forever. Do with me whatever you will."
Next paragraph     I could see that she was distraught and hysterical.
Next paragraph     "You are excited, Zanda," I said, soothingly. "You owe me nothing. You are a free woman. You do not have to be my slave or the slave of any other."
Next paragraph     "I want to be your slave, Vandor," she said, and then in a very low voice, "I love you."
Next paragraph     Gently I disengaged her arms from about my neck. "You do not know what you are saying, Zanda," I told her; "your gratitude has carried you away. You must not love me; my heart belongs to someone else, and there is another reason why you must not say that you love me a reason that you will learn sooner or later, and then you will wish that you had been stricken dumb before you ever told me that you loved me."
Next paragraph     I was thinking of her hatred of John Carter and her avowed desire to kill him.
Next paragraph     "I do not know what you mean," she said; "but if you tell me not to love you, I will try to obey you, for no matter what you say, I am your slave. I owe my life to you, and I shall always be your slave."
Next paragraph     "We will talk about that some other time," I said; "just now I have something to tell you that may make you wish that I had left you in the house of Fal Sivas."
Next paragraph     She knitted her brows and looked at me questioningly. "Another mystery?" she asked. "Again you speak in riddles."
Next paragraph     "We are going on a long and dangerous journey in this ship, Zanda. I am forced to take you with me because I cannot risk detection by landing you anywhere in Zodanga; and, of course, it would be signing your death warrant to set you down far beyond the walls of the city."
Next paragraph     "I do not want to be set down in Zodanga or outside it," she replied. "Wherever you are going, I want to go with you. Some day you may need me, Vandor; and then you will be glad that I am along."
Next paragraph     "Do you know where we are going, Zanda?" I asked.
Next paragraph     "No," she said, "and I do not care. It would make no difference to me, even if you were going to Thuria."
      I smiled at that, and turned my attention again to the mechanical brain, directing it to take us to the spot where Jat Or waited; and just then I heard the wailing signal of a patrol boat above us.