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are chasing us now, beastly men of leather--insect men, that come out of
a nightmare! After all, they're right! What business have we here smashing
them and disturbing their world! For all we know the whole planet is up
and after us already. In a minute we may hear them whimpering, and their
gongs going. What are we to do? Where are we to go? Here we are as
comfortable as snakes from Jamrach's loose in a Surbiton villa!"
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It was your fault," said Cavor.
My fault!" I shouted. "Good Lord!"
I had an idea!"
Curse your ideas!"
If we had refused to budge--"
Under those goads?"
Yes. They would have carried us!"
Over that bridge?"
Yes. They must have carried us from outside."
I'd rather be carried by a fly across a ceiling."
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