"I think they have been trying to keep us apart," she continued, "for whenever you have been off duty one of the older women of Tars Tarkas' retinue has always arranged to trump up some excuse to get Sola and me out of sight. They have had me down in the pits below the buildings helping them mix their awful radium powder, and make their terrible projectiles. You know that these have to be manufactured by artificial light, as exposure to sunlight always results in an explosion. You have noticed that their bullets explode when they strike an object? Well, the opaque, outer coating is broken by the impact, exposing a glass cylinder, almost solid, in the forward end of which is a minute particle of radium powder. The moment the sunlight, even though diffused, strikes this powder it explodes with a violence which nothing can withstand. If you ever witness a night battle you will note the absence of these explosions, while the morning following the battle will be filled at sunrise with the sharp detonations of exploding missiles fired the preceding night. As a rule, however, non-exploding projectiles are used at night." [I have used the word
While I was much interested in Dejah Thoris' explanation of this wonderful adjunct to Martian warfare (хотя я с большим интересом слушал: «был сильно заинтересован» объяснения Дежи Торис об этой удивительной принадлежности марсианской войны;
"Have they ever subjected you to cruelty and ignominy (терпела ли ты когда-нибудь от них грубость и унижения: «подвергали ли они тебя…»;
adjunct ['xdZANkt], arduous ['Q: djuqs], ignominy ['IgnqmInI]