If we'd had a single port-hole open during the first volley you and I would have been dead by this time, and I'm not going to stand anything like that without reprisals.

They've declared war on us, and killing in war isn't murder." "Well, no, I suppose not," she said; "but it's the first fight I've been in, and I don't like it.

Still, they did receive us pretty meanly, didn't they ?" "Meanly?
If there was anything like a code of interplanetary morals or manners one might call it absolutely caddish.

I don't believe even Stead himself could stand that--unless, of course, he wasn't here." He sent another message to Murgatroyd.

The _Astronef_ sprang a thousand feet towards the zenith; another touch on the button, and she stopped exactly over the biggest of the Martian air-ships; another, and she dropped on to it like a stone and smashed it to fragments.