The Collected John Carter of Mars (Volume 2)
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Thuvia, Maid of Mars was first published in All Story Weekly Magazine as a three-part serial in April 1916. Copyright © 1916 Frank A. Munsey Company. All rights reserved. The Chessmen of Mars was first published in Argosy All Story Weekly Magazine from February through April 1922. Copyright © 1922 Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc. All rights reserved. The Master Mind of Mars was first published in Amazing Stories Annual magazine, Volume I, number 1, on July 15, 1927. Copyright © 1927 Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc. All rights reserved. A Fighting Man of Mars was first published in The Blue Book Magazine in six installments, April through September 1930. The first, second, and third installments copyright © 1930 Edgar Rice Burroughs. The fourth, fifth, and sixth installments copyright © 1930 Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc. All rights reserved. These authorized editions are published by Disney Editions in arrangement with Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc.
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Table of Contents
Thuvia, Maid of Mars
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter I
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter II
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter III
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter IV
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter V
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter VI
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter VII
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter VIII
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter IX
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter X
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter XI
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter XII
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter XIII
Thuvia, Maid of Mars - Chapter XIV
The Chessmen of Mars
The Chessmen of Mars - Prologue: John Carter Comes to Earth
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter 1
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter II
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter III
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter IV
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter V
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter VI
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter VII
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter VIII
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter IX
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter X
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XI
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XII
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XIII
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XIV
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XV
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XVI
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XVII
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XVIII
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XIX
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XX
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XXI
The Chessmen of Mars - Chapter XXII
Jetan, or Martian Chess
The Master Mind of Mars
Prologue: A Letter
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter I
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter II
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter III
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter IV
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter V
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter VI
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter VII
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter VIII
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter IX
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter X
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter XI
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter XII
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter XIII
The Master Mind of Mars - Chapter XIV
A Fighting Man of Mars
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter I
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter II
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter III
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter IV
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter V
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter VI
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter VII
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter VIII
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter IX
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter X
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XI
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XII
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XIII
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XIV
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XV
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XVI
A Fighting Man of Mars - Chapter XVII
Glossary of Names and Terms
chapter I
CARTHORIS AND THUVIA
UPON A MASSIVE BENCH of polished ersite beneath the gorgeous blooms of a giant pimalia a woman sat. Her shapely, sandalled foot tapped impatiently upon the jewel-strewn walk that wound beneath the stately sorapus trees across the scarlet sward of the royal gardens of Thuvan Dihn, Jeddak of Ptarth, as a dark-haired, red-skinned warrior bent low toward her, whispering heated words close to her ear.
“Ah, Thuvia of Ptarth,” he cried, “you are cold even before the fiery blasts of my consuming love! No harder than your heart, nor colder is the hard, cold ersite of this thrice happy bench which supports your divine and fadeless form! Tell me, O Thuvia of Ptarth, that I may still hope—that though you do not love me now, yet some day, some day, my princess, I——”
The girl sprang to her feet with an exclamation of surprise and displeasure. Her queenly head was poised haughtily upon her smooth red shoulders. Her dark eyes looked angrily into those of the man.
“You forget yourself, and the customs of Barsoom, Astok,” she said. “I have given you no right thus to address the daughter of Thuvan Dihn, nor have you won such a right.”
The man reached suddenly forth and grasped her by the arm.
“You shall be my princess!” he cried. “By the breast of Issus, thou shalt, nor shall any other come between Astok, Prince of Dusar, and his heart’s desire. Tell me that there is another, and I shall cut out his foul heart and fling it to the wild calots of the dead sea-bottoms!”
At touch of the man’s hand upon her flesh the girl went pallid beneath her coppery skin, for the persons of the royal women of the courts of Mars are held but little less than sacred. The act of Astok, Prince of Dusar, was profanation. There was no terror in the eyes of Thuvia of Ptarth—only horror for the thing the man had done and for its possible consequences.
“Release me.” Her voice was level—frigid.
The man muttered incoherently and drew her roughly toward him.
“Release me!” she repeated sharply, “or I call the guard, and the Prince of Dusar knows what that will mean.”
Quickly he threw his right arm about her shoulders and strove to draw her face to his lips. With a little cry she struck him full in the mouth with the massive bracelets that circled her free arm.
“Calot!” she exclaimed, and then: “The guard! The guard! Hasten in protection of the Princess of Ptarth!”
In answer to her call a dozen guardsmen came racing across the scarlet sward, their gleaming long-swords naked in the sun, the metal of their accoutrements clanking against that of their leathern harness, and in their throats hoarse shouts of rage at the sight which met their eyes.
But before they had passed half across the royal garden to where Astok of Dusar still held the struggling girl in his grasp, another figure sprang from a cluster of dense foliage that half hid a golden fountain close at hand. A tall, straight youth he was, with black hair and keen grey eyes; broad of shoulder and narrow of hip; a clean-limbed fighting man. His skin was but faintly tinged with the copper colour that marks the red men of Mars from the other races of the dying planet—he was like them, and yet there was a subtle difference greater even than that which lay in his lighter skin and his grey eyes.
There was a difference, too, in his movements.
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