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him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
he put it to us in this way--marking the points with a lean
forefinger--as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over
said Filby, an argumentative person with red hair.
`I do not mean to ask you to accept anything without reasonable
exist. All real things--'
natural infirmity of the flesh, which I will explain to you in a
distinction between the former three dimensions and the latter,
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