Quotation from: The Gods of Mars

Written by: Edgar Rice Burroughs

There was no time to be lost. We sprang to our hobbled thoats,
freed them, and mounted. Then we turned our faces once more toward
the north and took our flight again at the highest speed of our
slowest beast.

For the balance of the day and all the following night we raced
across that ochre wilderness with the pursuers at our back ever
gaining upon us. Slowly but surely they were lessening the distance
between us. Just before dark they had been close enough for us to
plainly distinguish that they were green Martians, and all during
the long night we distinctly heard the clanking of their accoutrements
behind us.