I realized that the crest must be within the range of…
At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road.
It must be in a month, but I see nothing here
We can’t possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common.
Audio Post: A sigh of satisfaction
The nearer moon, hurtling suddenly above the horizon and lighting up the Barsoomian scene, showed me that my preserver was Woola.
The man liberally provides the brains
I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain’t those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men?
