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`There I object,' said Filby. `Of course a solid body may
that flashed and passed in our glasses. Our chairs, being his
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
incandescent lights in the lilies of silver caught the bubbles
patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat
forefinger--as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over
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