"Of course," he said, "one might--But still! What are we coming to ?" Bensington evidently enjoyed his line of high intellectual detachment.
"The thing that interests me most, Redwood, of all this, is to think that his brain at the top of him will also, so far as my reasoning goes, be five-and-thirty feet or so above our level....

What's the matter ?" Redwood stood at the window and stared at a news placard on a paper-cart that rattled up the street.
"What's the matter ?" repeated Bensington, rising.
Redwood exclaimed violently.
"What is it ?" said Bensington.
"Get a paper," said Redwood, moving doorward.
"Why ?" "Get a paper.

Something--I didn't quite catch--Gigantic rats--!" "Rats ?" "Yes, rats.

Skinner was right after all!" "What do you mean ?" "How the Deuce am _I_ to know till I see a paper?
Great Rats! Good Lord! I wonder if he's eaten!" He glanced for his hat, and decided to go hatless.
As he rushed downstairs two steps at a time, he could hear along the street the mighty howlings, to and fro of the Hooligan paper-sellers making a Boom.
"'Orrible affair in Kent--'orrible affair in Kent.

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