A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. “It is no good playing a game. “I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that much in my entire life, Lucy, and that’s saying something. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity.
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