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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
patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat
upon, and there was that luxurious after-dinner atmosphere when
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat
this new paradox (as we thought it:) and his fecundity.
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