Tales of Space and Time


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folly in that light.  
She spent the middle part of the day in the gymnasium, and took her  
midday meal with two other girls and their common chaperone--for it was  
still the custom to have a chaperone in the case of motherless girls of  
the more prosperous classes. The chaperone had a visitor that day, a man  
in green and yellow, with a white face and vivid eyes, who talked  
amazingly. Among other things, he fell to praising a new historical  
romance that one of the great popular story-tellers of the day had just  
put forth. It was, of course, about the spacious times of Queen  
Victoria; and the author, among other pleasing novelties, made a little  
argument before each section of the story, in imitation of the chapter  
headings of the old-fashioned books: as for example, "How the Cabmen of  
Pimlico stopped the Victoria Omnibuses, and of the Great Fight in Palace  
Yard," and "How the Piccadilly Policeman was slain in the midst of his  
Duty." The man in green and yellow praised this innovation. "These pithy  
sentences," he said, "are admirable. They show at a glance those  
headlong, tumultuous times, when men and animals jostled in the filthy  
streets, and death might wait for one at every corner. Life was life  
then! How great the world must have seemed then! How marvellous! They  
were still parts of the world absolutely unexplored. Nowadays we have  
almost abolished wonder, we lead lives so trim and orderly that courage,  
endurance, faith, all the noble virtues seem fading from mankind."  
And so on, taking the girls' thoughts with him, until the life they led,  
life in the vast and intricate London of the twenty-second century, a  
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