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By the light of the now brilliant moons I saw that he was but a shadow of his former self, and as he turned from my caress and commenced greedily.
The nearer moon, hurtling suddenly above the horizon and lighting up the Barsoomian scene, showed me that my preserver was Woola.
I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians
I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain’t those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men?