I jumped on my feet.

'The weapons I would use in reply to such remarks I cannot address to you, Herr Professor.
Therefore, excuse me.' He sent out quick spirts of smoke rolling into big volumes.

'Nay, my good young Englishman, but on the other hand you have not answered me.
And hear me: yes, you have shown us a representation of freedom.

True.
But you are content with it in a world that moves by computation some considerable sum upwards of sixty thousand miles an hour.' 'Not on a fresh journey--a recurring course!' said I.
'Good!' he applauded, and I was flattered.
'I grant you the physical illustration,' the Professor continued, and with a warm gaze on me, I thought.

'The mind journeys somewhat in that way, and we in our old Germany hold that the mind advances notwithstanding.