Four _Aarnian_ criminals--vicious and deadly--fled silently into the Martian night; and grimly the Patrol threw out an airtight dragnet. Nothing human could have escaped ... but what's human about an _Aarnian_? Sarah emerged from the surface of the Great Canal as sleek and brown as a seal. Laughing and sputtering, she jerked her head once over each round shoulder, parting her soaked hair and revealing her face.…
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