“I’d heard a cylinder came down in Aurora.”
“But they’re an English problem,” Clem said. “What’re Martians doin’ in Texas?”
Sheriff Wayne shrugged. “You tell me, partner.”
Horatio shouted behind Maybell’s homestead. “There’s a baby fighting-machine back here!”
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