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forefinger--as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat
thought roams gracefully free of the trammels of precision. And
this new paradox (as we thought it:) and his fecundity.
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