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immaterial and have no dimensions, are passing along the
but you cannot move about in Time.'
its occurrence: I become absent-minded, as you say. I jump back
`Oh, THIS,' began Filby, `is all--'
`Why not?' said the Time Traveller.
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and
that flashed and passed in our glasses. Our chairs, being his
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