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26066	Williamson, Jack	The Cosmic Express			.txt	text/plain	5014	438	85	Yawning, Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding stood before the great open window, With another yawn, Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding turned back to the room, ape-man roaring through the jungle, with a bloody rock in one hand and a "Eric, darling," she said, "isn't it terrible to be cooped up here in lived a thousand years ago, when life was simple and natural, when men life like the characters in your stories, to get away from this hateful Five minutes later Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding and his pretty wife were in "Why, hello, Eric, old man!" he cried. The little door had swung open again, and Eric led Nada through. Eric helped Nada to a place on the crystal, lay down at her side. "I think the Express Ray is focused just at the surface of the crystal, "It's wonderful to have a fine, strong man like you to trust in, Eric. Nada clung against Eric.	./cache/26066.txt	./txt/26066.txt