Abraham Merritt,
The Conquest of the Moon Pool…
(1919)
“ Even Lugur's face was gray; the priestess's eyes stark wide; in Von Hetzdorp's I saw ungrudging admiration. "And when you hear that, Yolara," thus O'Keefe, "know that my spirit is near, and think well before you send your hidden ones, or come yourself." No answer made the priestess to him. She turned to the white-faced nobles. "What Lakla has said, the council must consider, and at once," said she. "Now, friends of mine, and friends of Lugur, must all feud, all rancor, between us end." She glanced swiftly at Lugur. "The ladala—the common people—are stirring, and the Silent Ones threaten. ”
