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A Procession! A Procession!
Well,Challenger,whatwillyoudowithyourfiftythousand?"
"Ifyoureallypersistinyourgenerousview,"saidtheProfessor,"Ishouldfoundaprivatemuseum,whichhaslongbeenoneofmydreams."
"Andyou,Summerlee?"
"Iwouldretirefromteaching,andsofindtimeformyfinalclassificationofthechalkfossils."
"I’llusemyown,"saidLordJohnRoxton,"infittingawell-formedexpeditionandhavinganotherlookatthedearoldplateau.Astoyou,youngfellah,you,ofcourse,willspendyoursingettin’married."
"Notjustyet,"saidI,witharuefulsmile."Ithink,ifyouwillhaveme,thatIwouldrathergowithyou."
LordRoxtonsaidnothing,butabrownhandwasstretchedouttomeacrossthetable.
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