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Portrait of Fletcher Pratt Fletcher Pratt The Onslaught from Rigel — Chapter V: The Menace (1932)

Shaken and dazed by the shock, they rolled out of the car, for the moment mistaking the two impacts for one; and as they did so there came a rush of wild wings, an eldritch scream and Yoshio was snatched into the air before their very eyes. Kevitz fired first, wildly and at random. Murray steadied himself, dropping his gun across his left forearm, and shot cool and straight—but at too great a distance, and they saw nothing but a feather or two floating down from the great four-winged bird as it swung off over Central Park, carrying the little Jap.
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Portrait of Fletcher Pratt Fletcher Pratt The Onslaught from Rigel — Chapter V: The Menace (1932)

It is better than without weapon.”
“Why not, indeed?” said Ben above a hum of laughter. “Let's go.” And an hour later the company re-emerged from an antique store, belted with the strangest collection of swords and knives and fishing gaffs ever borne by an earthly army.
“I wonder, though,” said Gloria to Murray Lee, as they reached the Institute as dawn was streaking up the sky. “All this hooey doesn't seem to mean much. If those birds are as big as that they aren't going to be scared by these little toad-stabbers.”
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Portrait of Fletcher Pratt Fletcher Pratt The Onslaught from Rigel — Chapter V: The Menace (1932)

A sudden gust of wind bore a dash of rain down against them and with it, from the northeast, a far-away scream, then a tapping and a heavy thud.
“Hot dog!” ejaculated Murray. “They're getting after the crowd. And at night, too.”
The car jerked forward suddenly as the starter caught. “Hold it,” cried Murray. “Douse those headlights.” They dodged the wreck of a street car, swung round a corner and headed for First Avenue, gathering speed. Another corner, taken on two wheels in the darkness, the way to the Institute lay before them.
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