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"Yes; what does it all mean?" Corliss stretched lazily, and cocked up his feet on the table. He was not especially interested, but Colonel Trethaway persisted in talking seriously.
"That's it! The very thing-the old and ever young demand which man slaps into the face of the universe." The colonel searched among the scraps in his note-book. "See,