I was subconsciously aware of the voices of Anita and the duty man behind me. Then abruptly I heard Anita's low cry. I whirled around. The gian Martian had gathered her into his huge arms, his heavy jowled gray face, with a leering grin, close to hers! He saw me coming. He held her with one arm! his hother flung at me, caught me, knocked me backward. He raspsed - Get out of here. Go up to the dome!"
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