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a mathematical plane. These things are mere abstractions.'
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
animated. The fire burned brightly, and the soft radiance of the
he put it to us in this way--marking the points with a lean
this new paradox (as we thought it:) and his fecundity.
said Filby, an argumentative person with red hair.
`There I object,' said Filby. `Of course a solid body may
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