Surrounded by guardsmen I marched back along the corridors ofthe palace of Kulan Tith, Jeddak of Kaol, to the great audiencechamber in the center of the massive structure.

As I entered the brilliantly lighted apartment, filled withthe nobles of Kaol and the officers of the visiting jeddak,all eyes were turned upon me. Upon the great dais at the endof the chamber stood three thrones, upon which sat Kulan Tithand his two guests, Matai Shang, and the visiting jeddak.

Up the broad center aisle we marched beneath deadly silence,and at the foot of the thrones we halted.

"Prefer thy charge," said Kulan Tith, turning to one who stoodamong the nobles at his right; and then Thurid, the black datorof the First Born, stepped forward and faced me.

"Most noble Jeddak," he said, addressing Kulan Tith,"from the first I suspected this stranger within thy palace.Your description of his fiendish prowess tallied with thatof the arch-enemy of truth upon Barsoom.

"But that there might be no mistake I despatched a priest ofyour own holy cult to make the test that should pierce his disguiseand reveal the truth. Behold the result!" and Thurid pointed arigid finger at my forehead.

All eyes followed the direction of that accusing digit--I aloneseemed at a loss to guess what fatal sign rested upon my brow.

The officer beside me guessed my perplexity; and as the brows ofKulan Tith darkened in a menacing scowl as his eyes rested upon me,the noble drew a small mirror from his pocket-pouch and held itbefore my face.

One glance at the reflection it gave back to me was sufficient.

From my forehead the hand of the sneaking thern had reached outthrough the concealing darkness of my bed-chamber and wiped awaya patch of the disguising red pigment as broad as my palm.Beneath showed the tanned texture of my own white skin.

For a moment Thurid ceased speaking, to enhance, I suspect,the dramatic effect of his disclosure. Then he resumed.

"Here, O Kulan Tith," he cried, "is he who has desecrated thetemples of the Gods of Mars, who has violated the persons of theHoly Therns themselves and turned a world against its age-oldreligion. Before you, in your power, Jeddak of Kaol, Defender ofthe Holies, stands John Carter, Prince of Helium!"

Kulan Tith looked toward Matai Shang as though for corroborationof these charges. The Holy Thern nodded his head.

"It is indeed the arch-blasphemer," he said. "Even now he hasfollowed me to the very heart of thy palace, Kulan Tith, for thesole purpose of assassinating me. He--"

"He lies!" I cried. "Kulan Tith, listen that you may know the truth.Listen while I tell you why John Carter has followed Matai Shangto the heart of thy palace. Listen to me as well as to them,and then judge if my acts be not more in accord with trueBarsoomian chivalry and honor than those of these revengefuldevotees of the spurious creeds from whose cruel bonds I havefreed your planet."

"Silence!" roared the jeddak, leaping to his feet and laying his handupon the hilt of his sword. "Silence, blasphemer! Kulan Tith need notpermit the air of his audience chamber to be defiled by the heresiesthat issue from your polluted throat to judge you.

"You stand already self-condemned. It but remains to determine themanner of your death. Even the service that you rendered the armsof Kaol shall avail you naught; it was but a base subterfuge wherebyyou might win your way into my favor and reach the side of this holyman whose life you craved. To the pits with him!" he concluded,addressing the officer of my guard.

Here was a pretty pass, indeed! What chance had I against awhole nation? What hope for me of mercy at the hands of thefanatical Kulan Tith with such advisers as Matai Shang and Thurid.The black grinned malevolently in my face.

"You shall not escape this time, Earth man," he taunted.

The guards closed toward me. A red haze blurred my vision.The fighting blood of my Virginian sires coursed hot throughmy veins. The lust of battle in all its mad fury was upon me.

With a leap I was beside Thurid, and ere the devilish smirkhad faded from his handsome face I had caught him full upon themouth with my clenched fist; and as the good, old American blowlanded, the black dator shot back a dozen feet, to crumple in aheap at the foot of Kulan Tith's throne, spitting blood and teethfrom his hurt mouth.

Then I drew my sword and swung round, on guard, to face a nation.

In an instant the guardsmen were upon me, but before a blowhad been struck a mighty voice rose above the din of shoutingwarriors, and a giant figure leaped from the dais beside Kulan Tithand, with drawn long-sword, threw himself between me and my adversaries.

It was the visiting jeddak.

"Hold!" he cried. "If you value my friendship, Kulan Tith,and the age-old peace that has existed between our peoples,call off your swordsmen; for wherever or against whomsoeverfights John Carter, Prince of Helium, there beside him andto the death fights Thuvan Dihn, Jeddak of Ptarth."

The shouting ceased and the menacing points were lowered as athousand eyes turned first toward Thuvan Dihn in surprise and thentoward Kulan Tith in question. At first the Jeddak of Kaol went whitein rage, but before he spoke he had mastered himself, so that his tonewas calm and even as befitted intercourse between two great jeddaks.

"Thuvan Dihn," he said slowly, "must have great provocationthus to desecrate the ancient customs which inspire the deportmentof a guest within the palace of his host. Lest I, too, shouldforget myself as has my royal friend, I should prefer to remainsilent until the Jeddak of Ptarth has won from me applause for hisaction by relating the causes which provoked it."

I could see that the Jeddak of Ptarth was of half a mind tothrow his metal in Kulan Tith's face, but he controlled himselfeven as well as had his host.

"None knows better than Thuvan Dihn," he said, "the laws whichgovern the acts of men in the domains of their neighbors; butThuvan Dihn owes allegiance to a higher law than these--thelaw of gratitude. Nor to any man upon Barsoom does he owe agreater debt of gratitude than to John Carter, Prince of Helium.

"Years ago, Kulan Tith," he continued, "upon the occasion ofyour last visit to me, you were greatly taken with the charms andgraces of my only daughter, Thuvia. You saw how I adored her, andlater you learned that, inspired by some unfathomable whim, she hadtaken the last, long, voluntary pilgrimage upon the cold bosom ofthe mysterious Iss, leaving me desolate.

"Some months ago I first heard of the expedition which John Carter hadled against Issus and the Holy Therns. Faint rumors of the atrocitiesreported to have been committed by the therns upon those who forcountless ages have floated down the mighty Iss came to my ears.

"I heard that thousands of prisoners had been released, few ofwhom dared to return to their own countries owing to the mandate ofterrible death which rests against all who return from the Valley Dor.

"For a time I could not believe the heresies which I heard,and I prayed that my daughter Thuvia might have died before sheever committed the sacrilege of returning to the outer world.But then my father's love asserted itself, and I vowed that Iwould prefer eternal damnation to further separation from herif she could be found.

"So I sent emissaries to Helium, and to the court of Xodar,Jeddak of the First Born, and to him who now rules those of thethern nation that have renounced their religion; and from eachand all I heard the same story of unspeakable cruelties andatrocities perpetrated upon the poor defenseless victims oftheir religion by the Holy Therns.

"Many there were who had seen or known my daughter, and fromtherns who had been close to Matai Shang I learned of theindignities that he personally heaped upon her; and I was gladwhen I came here to find that Matai Shang was also your guest,for I should have sought him out had it taken a lifetime.

"More, too, I heard, and that of the chivalrous kindness thatJohn Carter had accorded my daughter. They told me how he foughtfor her and rescued her, and how he spurned escape from the savageWarhoons of the south, sending her to safety upon his ownthoat and remaining upon foot to meet the green warriors.

"Can you wonder, Kulan Tith, that I am willing to jeopardizemy life, the peace of my nation, or even your friendship, which Iprize more than aught else, to champion the Prince of Helium?"

For a moment Kulan Tith was silent. I could see by the expressionof his face that he was sore perplexed. Then he spoke.

"Thuvan Dihn," he said, and his tone was friendly though sad,"who am I to judge my fellow-man? In my eyes the Father of Thernsis still holy, and the religion which he teaches the only true religion,but were I faced by the same problem that has vexed you I doubt notthat I should feel and act precisely as you have.

"In so far as the Prince of Helium is concerned I may act, but betweenyou and Matai Shang my only office can be one of conciliation.The Prince of Helium shall be escorted in safety to the boundaryof my domain ere the sun has set again, where he shall be freeto go whither he will; but upon pain of death must he neveragain enter the land of Kaol.

"If there be a quarrel between you and the Father of Therns,I need not ask that the settlement of it be deferred until bothhave passed beyond the limits of my power. Are you satisfied,Thuvan Dihn?"

The Jeddak of Ptarth nodded his assent, but the ugly scowl thathe bent upon Matai Shang harbored ill for that pasty-faced godling.

"The Prince of Helium is far from satisfied," I cried,breaking rudely in upon the beginnings of peace, for Ihad no stomach for peace at the price that had been named.

"I have escaped death in a dozen forms to follow Matai Shangand overtake him, and I do not intend to be led, like a decrepitthoat to the slaughter, from the goal that I have won by theprowess of my sword arm and the might of my muscles.

"Nor will Thuvan Dihn, Jeddak of Ptarth, be satisfied when hehas heard me through. Do you know why I have followed Matai Shangand Thurid, the black dator, from the forests of the Valley Doracross half a world through almost insurmountable difficulties?

"Think you that John Carter, Prince of Helium, would stoop toassassination? Can Kulan Tith be such a fool as to believethat lie, whispered in his ear by the Holy Thern or Dator Thurid?

"I do not follow Matai Shang to kill him, though the God ofmine own planet knows that my hands itch to be at his throat.I follow him, Thuvan Dihn, because with him are two prisoners--my wife, Dejah Thoris, Princess of Helium, and your daughter,Thuvia of Ptarth.

"Now think you that I shall permit myself to be led beyondthe walls of Kaol unless the mother of my son accompanies me,and thy daughter be restored?"

Thuvan Dihn turned upon Kulan Tith. Rage flamed in his keen eyes;but by the masterfulness of his self-control he kept his tones levelas he spoke.

"Knew you this thing, Kulan Tith?" he asked. "Knew you thatmy daughter lay a prisoner in your palace?"

"He could not know it," interrupted Matai Shang, white withwhat I am sure was more fear than rage. "He could not know it,for it is a lie."

I would have had his life for that upon the spot, but even asI sprang toward him Thuvan Dihn laid a heavy hand upon my shoulder.

"Wait," he said to me, and then to Kulan Tith. "It is not a lie.This much have I learned of the Prince of Helium--he does not lie.Answer me, Kulan Tith--I have asked you a question."

"Three women came with the Father of Therns," replied Kulan Tith."Phaidor, his daughter, and two who were reported to be her slaves.If these be Thuvia of Ptarth and Dejah Thoris of Helium I did notknow it--I have seen neither. But if they be, then shall they bereturned to you on the morrow."

As he spoke he looked straight at Matai Shang, not as a devoteeshould look at a high priest, but as a ruler of men looks at oneto whom he issues a command.

It must have been plain to the Father of Therns, as it was to me,that the recent disclosures of his true character had done muchalready to weaken the faith of Kulan Tith, and that it would requirebut little more to turn the powerful jeddak into an avowed enemy;but so strong are the seeds of superstition that even the greatKaolian still hesitated to cut the final strand that bound himto his ancient religion.

Matai Shang was wise enough to seem to accept the mandate ofhis follower, and promised to bring the two slave women to theaudience chamber on the morrow.

"It is almost morning now," he said, "and I should dislike to breakin upon the slumber of my daughter, or I would have them fetchedat once that you might see that the Prince of Helium is mistaken,"and he emphasized the last word in an effort to affront me sosubtilely that I could not take open offense.

I was about to object to any delay, and demand that the Princessof Helium be brought to me forthwith, when Thuvan Dihn made suchinsistence seem unnecessary.

"I should like to see my daughter at once," he said, "but ifKulan Tith will give me his assurance that none will be permittedto leave the palace this night, and that no harm shall befalleither Dejah Thoris or Thuvia of Ptarth between now and the momentthey are brought into our presence in this chamber at daylight Ishall not insist."

"None shall leave the palace tonight," replied the Jeddak of Kaol,"and Matai Shang will give us assurance that no harm will cometo the two women?"

The thern assented with a nod. A few moments later Kulan Tithindicated that the audience was at an end, and at Thuvan Dihn'sinvitation I accompanied the Jeddak of Ptarth to his own apartments,where we sat until daylight, while he listened to the account ofmy experiences upon his planet and to all that had befallenhis daughter during the time that we had been together.

I found the father of Thuvia a man after my own heart, and thatnight saw the beginning of a friendship which has grown untilit is second only to that which obtains between Tars Tarkas,the green Jeddak of Thark, and myself.

The first burst of Mars's sudden dawn brought messengers fromKulan Tith, summoning us to the audience chamber where Thuvan Dihnwas to receive his daughter after years of separation, and I was tobe reunited with the glorious daughter of Helium after an almostunbroken separation of twelve years.

My heart pounded within my bosom until I looked about me inembarrassment, so sure was I that all within the room must hear.My arms ached to enfold once more the divine form of herwhose eternal youth and undying beauty were but outwardmanifestations of a perfect soul.

At last the messenger despatched to fetch Matai Shang returned.I craned my neck to catch the first glimpse of those who shouldbe following, but the messenger was alone.

Halting before the throne he addressed his jeddak in a voicethat was plainly audible to all within the chamber.

"O Kulan Tith, Mightiest of Jeddaks," he cried, after thefashion of the court, "your messenger returns alone, for when hereached the apartments of the Father of Therns he found them empty,as were those occupied by his suite."

Kulan Tith went white.

A low groan burst from the lips of Thuvan Dihn who stood next me,not having ascended the throne which awaited him beside his host.For a moment the silence of death reigned in the great audiencechamber of Kulan Tith, Jeddak of Kaol. It was he who broke the spell.

Rising from his throne he stepped down from the dais to theside of Thuvan Dihn. Tears dimmed his eyes as he placed bothhis hands upon the shoulders of his friend.

"O Thuvan Dihn," he cried, "that this should have happened in thepalace of thy best friend! With my own hands would I have wrungthe neck of Matai Shang had I guessed what was in his foul heart.Last night my life-long faith was weakened--this morning it hasbeen shattered; but too late, too late.

"To wrest your daughter and the wife of this royal warriorfrom the clutches of these archfiends you have but to command theresources of a mighty nation, for all Kaol is at your disposal.What may be done? Say the word!"

"First," I suggested, "let us find those of your people who beresponsible for the escape of Matai Shang and his followers.Without assistance on the part of the palace guard this thingcould not have come to pass. Seek the guilty, and from themforce an explanation of the manner of their going and thedirection they have taken."

Before Kulan Tith could issue the commands that would initiatethe investigation a handsome young officer stepped forward andaddressed his jeddak.

"O Kulan Tith, Mightiest of Jeddaks," he said, "I alone beresponsible for this grievous error. Last night it was Iwho commanded the palace guard. I was on duty in other parts ofthe palace during the audience of the early morning, and knewnothing of what transpired then, so that when the Father of Thernssummoned me and explained that it was your wish that his party behastened from the city because of the presence here of a deadlyenemy who sought the Holy Hekkador's life I did only what alifetime of training has taught me was the proper thing to do--I obeyed him whom I believed to be the ruler of us all,mightier even than thou, mightiest of jeddaks.

"Let the consequences and the punishment fall on me alone,for I alone am guilty. Those others of the palace guard whoassisted in the flight did so under my instructions."

Kulan Tith looked first at me and then at Thuvan Dihn, as thoughto ask our judgment upon the man, but the error was so evidentlyexcusable that neither of us had any mind to see the young officersuffer for a mistake that any might readily have made.

"How left they," asked Thuvan Dihn, "and what direction did they take?"

"They left as they came," replied the officer, "upon their own flier.For some time after they had departed I watched the vessel's lights,which vanished finally due north."

"Where north could Matai Shang find an asylum?" asked Thuvan Dihnof Kulan Tith.

For some moments the Jeddak of Kaol stood with bowed head,apparently deep in thought. Then a sudden light brightenedhis countenance.

"I have it!" he cried. "Only yesterday Matai Shang let dropa hint of his destination, telling me of a race of people unlikeourselves who dwell far to the north. They, he said, had alwaysbeen known to the Holy Therns and were devout and faithfulfollowers of the ancient cult. Among them would he find aperpetual haven of refuge, where no `lying heretics' mightseek him out. It is there that Matai Shang has gone."

"And in all Kaol there be no flier wherein to follow," I cried.

"Nor nearer than Ptarth," replied Thuvan Dihn.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, "beyond the southern fringe of this greatforest lies the wreck of the thern flier which brought me that farupon my way. If you will loan me men to fetch it, andartificers to assist me, I can repair it in two days, Kulan Tith."

I had been more than half suspicious of the seeming sincerityof the Kaolian jeddak's sudden apostasy, but the alacrity withwhich he embraced my suggestion, and the despatch with which aforce of officers and men were placed at my disposal entirelyremoved the last vestige of my doubts.

Two days later the flier rested upon the top of the watchtower,ready to depart. Thuvan Dihn and Kulan Tith had offered me theentire resources of two nations--millions of fighting men wereat my disposal; but my flier could hold but one other thanmyself and Woola.

As I stepped aboard her, Thuvan Dihn took his place beside me.I cast a look of questioning surprise upon him. He turned to thehighest of his own officers who had accompanied him to Kaol.

"To you I entrust the return of my retinue to Ptarth," he said."There my son rules ably in my absence. The Prince of Heliumshall not go alone into the land of his enemies. I have spoken.Farewell!"