Edgar Rice Burroughs,
The land of hidden men
(1931)
“ She was gone! King stood for a long time gazing at the hanging that had moved for a moment to the passage of her lithe figure. It did not seem possible that she had gone out of his life for ever. "Fou-tan!" he whispered. "Come back to me. You will come back!" But the dull pain in his breast was his own best answer to the anguished cry of his stricken soul.Again the hanging moved and bulged, and his heart leaped to his throat; but it was only Hamar, the slave."Come, master!" cried the man. "There is no time to be lost." ”
