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- Seized with an idea, Doc grasped a pike and a cutlass. There was nothing fake about the weapons. They were genuine heavy steel. The cutlass was razor keen.
- Doc retraced his route. He was in time to see one of his ratty quarry peering into the hatch. The villainous fellow got a glimpse of Doc's bronze form. He fired his revolver.
- But Doc had moved. The bullet upset an image of a whiskered pirate. An instant later, the pike whizzed from Doc's long arm.
- The steel-shod shaft found accurate lodgment in the gun fiend's brain. The man toppled headlong into the hold. His body, crashing to the floor, sent a gruesome papier-mâché head bouncing across the planks.
- - The Land of Terror (1933) Chapter 3
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