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Extract from Captain
stood on the edge of the ocean of space, and looked out over the dimness, but couldn't make out anything. Close by us was the Grand Stand—tier on tier of dim thrones rising up toward the zenith. From each side of it spread away the tiers of seats for the general public. They spread away for leagues and leagues—you couldn't see the ends. They were empty and still, and hadn't a cheerful look, but looked dreary, like a theatre before anybody comes—gas turned down. Sandy says,—
"We'll sit down here and wait. We'll see the head of the procession come in sight away off yonder pretty soon, now."
Says I,—
"It's pretty lonesome, Sandy; I
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