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- Doc shook his head and released the prisoner. The man instantly started to run. But Doc's hand, floating out with incredible speed, stopped the man with a snap that made his teeth pop together like clapped hands.
- "Why did you shoot at us?" Doc demanded in English.
- The stocky man spewed clucking gutturals, highly excited.
- Doc looked swiftly aside, at Johnny.
- The gaunt archaeologist, who knew a great deal about ancient races, was scratching his head with thick fingers. He took off the glasses with the magnifying lens on the left side, then nervously put them back on again.
- "It's incredible!" he muttered. "The language that fellow speaks--I think it is ancient Mayan. The lingo of the tribe that built the great pyramids at Chichen Itza, then vanished. I probably know as much about that language as anybody on earth. Wait a minute, and I'll think of a few words."
- But Doc was not waiting. To the squat man, he spoke in ancient Mayan! Slowly, halting, having difficulty with the syllables, it was true, but he spoke understandably.
- And the squat man, more excited than ever, spouted more gutturals.
- Doc asked a question.
- The man made a stubborn answer.
- "He won't talk," Doc complained. "All he will say is a lot of stuff about having to kill me to save his people from something he calls the Red Death!"
- - The Man of Bronze (1933) Chapter 4
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