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dimensions, three which we call the three planes of Space, and a
because it happens that our consciousness moves intermittently in
relight his cigar over the lamp; `that . . . very clear indeed.'
ALONG IT. But some foolish people have got hold of the wrong
side of that idea. You have all heard what they have to say
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
forefinger--as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over
`I do not mean to ask you to accept anything without reasonable
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