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"
I
was
so
taken
up
with
the
sphere
.
The
thing
rushed
on
us
,
and
carried
us
away
.
"
"
Rushed
on
me
,
you
mean
.
"
"
Rushed
on
me
just
as
much
.
How
was
I
to
know
when
I
set
to
work
on
molecular
physics
that
the
business
would
bring
me
here
--
of
all
places
?
"
"
It
's
this
accursed
science
,
"
I
cried
.
"
It
's
the
very
Devil
.
The
mediæval
priests
and
persecutors
were
right
and
the
Moderns
are
all
wrong
.
You
tamper
with
it
--
and
it
offers
you
gifts
.
And
directly
you
take
them
it
knocks
you
to
pieces
in
some
unexpected
way
.
Old
passions
and
new
weapons
--
now
it
upsets
your
religion
,
now
it
upsets
your
social
ideas
,
now
it
whirls
you
off
to
desolation
and
misery
!
"
"
Anyhow
,
it
's
no
use
your
quarrelling
with
me
now
.
These
creatures
--
these
Selenites
,
or
whatever
we
choose
to
call
them
--
have
got
us
tied
hand
and
foot
.
Whatever
temper
you
choose
to
go
through
with
it
in
,
you
will
have
to
go
through
with
it
...
We
have
experiences
before
us
that
will
need
all
our
coolness
.
"
He
paused
as
if
he
required
my
assent
.
But
I
sat
sulking
.
"
Confound
your
science
!
"
I
said
.
"
The
problem
is
communication
.
Gestures
,
I
fear
,
will
be
different
.
Pointing
,
for
example
.
No
creatures
but
men
and
monkeys
point
.
"
That
was
too
obviously
wrong
for
me
.
"
Pretty
nearly
every
animal
,
"
I
cried
,
"
points
with
its
eyes
or
nose
.
"
Cavor
meditated
over
that
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
at
last
,
"
and
we
do
n't
.
There
's
such
differences
--
such
differences
!
"
