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- Suddenly Doc was among them! Not satisfied with overpowering the four, he pitched into the whole crew. Terrific blows came from his flashing fists. Red-fingered men began to drop in the milling, fighting mob. Piercing yells of pain arose.
- As one, the mob of warriors fled! They couldn't fight this bronze being who moved too quickly for them to land a single blow.
- Morning Breeze, tremendously chagrined, spun to flee with his satellites. One leap, two, he took. Then Doc, with a great spring, had him by the neck.
- - The Man of Bronze (1933) Chapter 15
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