? ? ? ? Of such stuff are the men of my beloved Helium, and when I meet another of their kind, of whatever race or color, my heart goes out to him as it did now to my new friend who had risked his life for me simply because I wore the mate to the ring his ruler had put upon his finger.
? ? ? ? The corridor along which I ran led almost straight for a considerable distance, terminating at the foot of a spiral runway, up which I proceeded to emerge presently into a circular chamber upon the first floor of a tower.
? ? ? ? In this apartment a dozen red slaves were employed polishing or repairing the weapons of the yellow men. The walls of the room were lined with racks in which were hundreds of straight and hooked swords, javelins, and daggers. It was evidently an armory. There were but three warriors guarding the workers.
? ? ? ? My eyes took in the entire scene at a glance. Here were weapons in plenty! Here were sinewy red warriors to wield them!
? ? ? ? And here now was John Carter, Prince of Helium, in need both of weapons and warriors!
? ? ? ? As I stepped into the apartment, guards and prisoners saw me simultaneously.
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