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"
Exactly
,
my
friends
,
a
bridge
!
It
is
not
for
nothing
that
I
expended
an
hour
last
night
in
focusing
my
mind
upon
the
situation
.
I
have
some
recollection
of
once
remarking
to
our
young
friend
here
that
G.
E.
C.
is
at
his
best
when
his
back
is
to
the
wall
.
Last
night
you
will
admit
that
all
our
backs
were
to
the
wall
.
But
where
will-power
and
intellect
go
together
,
there
is
always
a
way
out
.
A
drawbridge
had
to
be
found
which
could
be
dropped
across
the
abyss
.
Behold
it
!
"
It
was
certainly
a
brilliant
idea
.
The
tree
was
a
good
sixty
feet
in
height
,
and
if
it
only
fell
the
right
way
it
would
easily
cross
the
chasm
.
Challenger
had
slung
the
camp
axe
over
his
shoulder
when
he
ascended
.
Now
he
handed
it
to
me
.
"
Our
young
friend
has
the
thews
and
sinews
,
"
said
he
.
"
I
think
he
will
be
the
most
useful
at
this
task
.
I
must
beg
,
however
,
that
you
will
kindly
refrain
from
thinking
for
yourself
,
and
that
you
will
do
exactly
what
you
are
told
.
"
Under
his
direction
I
cut
such
gashes
in
the
sides
of
the
trees
as
would
ensure
that
it
should
fall
as
we
desired
.
It
had
already
a
strong
,
natural
tilt
in
the
direction
of
the
plateau
,
so
that
the
matter
was
not
difficult
.
Finally
I
set
to
work
in
earnest
upon
the
trunk
,
taking
turn
and
turn
with
Lord
John
.
In
a
little
over
an
hour
there
was
a
loud
crack
,
the
tree
swayed
forward
,
and
then
crashed
over
,
burying
its
branches
among
the
bushes
on
the
farther
side
.
The
severed
trunk
rolled
to
the
very
edge
of
our
platform
,
and
for
one
terrible
second
we
all
thought
it
was
over
.
It
balanced
itself
,
however
,
a
few
inches
from
the
edge
,
and
there
was
our
bridge
to
the
unknown
.
All
of
us
,
without
a
word
,
shook
hands
with
Professor
Challenger
,
who
raised
his
straw
hat
and
bowed
deeply
to
each
in
turn
.
"
I
claim
the
honor
,
"
said
he
,
"
to
be
the
first
to
cross
to
the
unknown
land
--
a
fitting
subject
,
no
doubt
,
for
some
future
historical
painting
.
"
He
had
approached
the
bridge
when
Lord
John
laid
his
hand
upon
his
coat
.
"
My
dear
chap
,
"
said
he
,
"
I
really
can
not
allow
it
.
"
"
Can
not
allow
it
,
sir
!
"
The
head
went
back
and
the
beard
forward
.
