My name is Aria. Its my first time in your city, and I need help...
`But,' said the Medical Man, staring hard at a coal in the
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
that flashed and passed in our glasses. Our chairs, being his
upon, and there was that luxurious after-dinner atmosphere when
`You must follow me carefully. I shall have to controvert one
`Is not that rather a large thing to expect us to begin upon?'
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