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50826	Evans, Dean	The Moons of Mars			.txt	text/plain	6581	662	97	"'The Calm'," he said in a sober, little-boy voice. The little Martian boy, I mean." little boy went by me a while ago and he was whistling. So when I heard this little boy, and saw he was a Martian, and "Like I said before, I guess I got just plain nosy." "I would like to speak to the Martian lady," I said. Her eyes were telling me that the little Martian boy wasn't a little I had idly listened to a little half-breed Martian boy whistling part The Martian turned, went away from the half-light of the circle. other side, a little Martian boy who whistles." Martians are not that important any more." His old eyes hated me with He looked me straight in the eyes when he said it--and almost before little Martian boy, and it was coming from his mouth. "He was the only little boy on Mars who could whistle," she said.	./cache/50826.txt	./txt/50826.txt