Some half-articulate sounds came from between his thin lips.

Then they were drawn back and showed his smooth, toothless gums.

He took a couple of long, swift strides towards her, and then bent forward, towering over her with long, outstretched arms, huge, hideous, and half-human.
Zaidie sprang backwards as he came towards her, her right hand went up, and, just as Redgrave levelled his revolver, and Murgatroyd, true to the old Berserk instinct, took a rifle by the barrel and swung the stock above his head, Zaidie pulled her trigger.

The bullet cut a clean hole through the smooth, hairless skull of the Martian.

A dark, red spot came just between his eyes, his huge frame shrank together and collapsed in a heap on the deck.
"Oh, I've killed him! God forgive me, killed a man!" she whispered, as her hand fell to her side, and the revolver dropped from her fingers.
"But, Lenox, do you really think it was a man ?" "That thing a man!" he replied between his clenched teeth.