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The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and
this new paradox (as we thought it:) and his fecundity.
or two ideas that are almost universally accepted. The geometry,
ground for it. You will soon admit as much as I need from you.
`There I object,' said Filby. `Of course a solid body may
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