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The Monsters of Juntonheim
Edmond Hamilton

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Chapter I. The Rune Key Chapter II. Mystery Land Chapter III. Jotun and Aesir Chapter IV. Odin
Speaks Chapter V. Shadow of Loki Chapter VI. Ancient Science Chapter VII. Ambush! Chapter VIII.
World of Gnomes Chapter IX. Loki's Prison Chapter X. Captive in Jotunheim Chapter XI. The
Arch-fiend Chapter XII. The Laboratory Chapter XIII. Flight and Death Chapter XIV. Thor's Oath
Chapter XV. The Fire World Chapter XVI. The Flame Creatures Chapter XVII. Magic Science
Chapter XVIII. The Battle for Asgard Chapter XIX. Swords Athirst Chapter XX. Ragnarok Epilogue




Chapter I. The Rune Key


Bray called excitedly to me from the forward deck of the schooner.


Keith, your hunch was right. There's something queer in this trawl!

Involuntarily I shuddered in the sudden chill of fear. Somehow I had known that the trawl would bring
something up from the icy Arctic sea. Pure intuition had made me persuade Bray to lower his trawl in
this unpromising spot.


Coming, Bray! I called, and hurried through the litter of sleds and snarling dogs.
Our schooner, the sturdy auxiliary ice-breaker Peter Saul, was lying at anchor in the Lincoln Sea, only
four hundred miles south of the Pole. A hundred yards away, the dazzling white fields of ice stretched
northward a vast, frozen, scarcely explored waste.


When we had reached the ice pack the night before, I had somehow conceived the idea that Bray, the
oceanographer, ought to try his luck here. Bray had laughed at my hunch at first, but had finally
consented.


Are you psychic, Keith? he demanded. Look what the trawl brought up!

A heavy, ancient-looking gold cylinder, about eight inches long, was sticking out of the frozen mud. On
its sides were engraved a row of queer symbols, almost worn away.


What in the world is it? I breathed. And what are those letters on it?

Halsen, a big, bearded Norwegian sailor, answered me.