"For dreadful--dreadfulness!" "Oh, how delicious!" cried one of the women. He tried to count them before all their darting quivering bodies passed: six, ten, eleven: and wondered were they odd or even in number. The very air of this world, that pure element, becomes foul and unbreathable when it has been long enclosed. Wells turned to the other fellows and said: --O, I say, here's a fellow says he kisses his mother every night before he goes to bed.
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