Wood. Hitherto in the world’s history there had been precursors of this Progress at great intervals, voices that had spoken and ceased, but now it was all coming on together in a rush. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. That could signify nothing except that the doctor had a friend down there somewhere, on an island in one of those archipelagoes.
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