"To-morrow? To-morrow, my dear Claude! Why, there may not be a to-morrow for you--or for me, when it comes to that--eh?" "Yes. You're quite right, old son," was my cheerful reply. "I'm quite aware that these experiments are confoundedly dangerous--and, besides, there are nasty wind-pockets about just now. I got into a deadly one yesterday afternoon, just across the line at Mill Hill."…
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