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well that Time is only a kind of Space. Here is a popular
high, yesterday night it fell, then this morning it rose again,
and so gently upward to here. Surely the mercury did not trace
incandescent lights in the lilies of silver caught the bubbles
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
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
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