Quotation from: The Gods of Mars

Written by: Edgar Rice Burroughs


Rising, she advanced to my side and placing the yellow wig over
my black hair, crowned me with the golden circlet set with the
magnificent gem.


"Now don his harness, Prince," she said, "and you may pass where
you will in the realms of the therns, for Sator Throg was a Holy
Thern of the Tenth Cycle, and mighty among his kind."


As I stooped to the dead man to do her bidding I noted that not a
hair grew upon his head, which was quite as bald as an egg.

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Part of a series of experiments in web preservation under the direction of Michael L. Nelson, Ph.D.