Edgar Rice Burroughs,
Pellucidar
“ Perry was my best friend. Dian, of course, I looked upon as more than friend. She was my mate—a part of me. I had entirely forgotten the rifle in my hand and the revolvers at my belt; one does not readily synchronize his thoughts with the stone age and the twentieth century simultaneously. Now from past habit I still thought in the stone age, and in my thoughts of the stone age there were no thoughts of firearms. The fellow was almost upon Perry when the feel of the gun in my hand awoke me from the lethargy of terror that had gripped me. ”

