The Lost Continent


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Acclimated by years of confinement in the zoological gardens, they were fitted to  
resume in England the wild existence for which nature had intended them, and  
once free, had evidently bred prolifically, in marked contrast to the captive exotics  
of twentieth century Pan-America, which had gradually become fewer until  
extinction occurred some time during the twenty-first century.  
The palace, if such it was, lay not far from the banks of the Thames. The room in  
which we were imprisoned overlooked the river, and I determined to attempt to  
escape in this direction.  
To descend through the palace was out of the question, but outside we could  
discover no lions. The stems of the ivy which clambered upward past the window  
of the room were as large around as my arm. I knew that they would support our  
weight, and as we could gain nothing by remaining longer in the palace, I decided  
to descend by way of the ivy and follow along down the river in the direction of  
the launch.  
Naturally I was much handicapped by the presence of the girl. But I could not  
abandon her, though I had no idea what I should do with her after rejoining my  
companions. That she would prove a burden and an embarrassment I was  
certain, but she had made it equally plain to me that she would never return to  
her people to mate with Buckingham.  
I owed my life to her, and, all other considerations aside, that was sufficient  
demand upon my gratitude and my honor to necessitate my suffering every  
inconvenience in her service. Too, she was queen of England. But, by far the  
most potent argument in her favor, she was a woman in distress--and a young  
and very beautiful one.  
And so, though I wished a thousand times that she was back in her camp, I never  
let her guess it, but did all that lay within my power to serve and protect her. I  
thank God now that I did so.  
With the lions still padding back and forth beyond the closed door, Victory and I  
crossed the room to one of the windows. I had outlined my plan to her, and she  
had assured me that she could descend the ivy without assistance. In fact, she  
smiled a trifle at my question.  
Swinging myself outward, I began the descent, and had come to within a few feet  
of the ground, being just opposite a narrow window, when I was startled by a  
savage growl almost in my ear, and then a great taloned paw darted from the  
aperture to seize me, and I saw the snarling face of a lion within the embrasure.  
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