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Snide, issue 1, May 1940

Page 38

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"Don't be afraid," he said, puzzled. "He won't hurt you. Why, he's only - " "Quiet, please!" said the proprietor, loudly. Willus saw that there was a fiendish smile on the proprietor's face, and he noticed that the proprietor's fingernails were long and sharp. "Why, you're - !" he cried, and then stopped as the proprietor slithered horribly over the polished desk towards them, and laughed with a chattering sound as he came. Then Willus, with a mighty effort, broke the paralysis which held them both and ran, pulling the girl with him. Through the doorway to the proprietor's den they fled, past the corner where the Golden Spacesuit had been, and after them as they ran came a horrid shuffling sound, and a low muttering which had no words. 38
 
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