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62325	Gold, H. L. (Horace Leonard)	Menace of the Mists			.txt	text/plain	7067	723	90	long, flat head turned from Mac's face to Al's. But Limpy Austin, up in the glass-walled lookout room atop the stilt "Tell the fishmen we're in for a fight with 'pedes," Mac ordered Limpy Austin was standing at the infra-red glass wall. Limpy switched off and glanced inquiringly at Mac, his paralyzed grin a "Don't talk like a sap, Limpy," added Mac with gruff gentleness. When the animals were close to the fence, Mac snapped an order into Looking along the fence, Mac could see detachments of 'pede scouts, The fishmen gaped up at Mac, then back at the 'pedes. "Stay where you are, Swede!" Mac ordered. "I can't hold them, Mac," came Swede's unalarmed voice. Hard-faced, Mac ordered a fishmen to go out into the enclosure with Sweating, Mac signaled to Limpy in the blockade house. Mac called Swede by radio, then trudged through the mud to the blockade	./cache/62325.txt	./txt/62325.txt