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Winkles walked about the room for a time, hesitated, and departed.
It became evident there was something at the back of his mind, some
aspect of crucial importance to him, that he waited to display. One day,
when Redwood and Bensington were at the flat together he gave them a
glimpse of this something in reserve.
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How's it all going?" he said; rubbing his hands together.
We're getting together a sort of report."
For the Royal Society?"
Yes."
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Hm," said. Winkles, very profoundly, and walked to the hearth-rug.
Hm. But--Here's the point. Ought you?"
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Ought we--what?"
Ought you to publish?"
We're not in the Middle Ages," said Redwood.
I know."
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