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In the Days of the Comet by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
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When the train stopped at the next station I had given up all
thoughts of going back. I was sitting in the corner of the carriage
with my bruised and wounded hand pressed under my arm, and still
insensible to its pain, trying to think out clearly a scheme of
action--action that should express the monstrous indignation that
possessed me.




CHAPTER THE THIRD

THE REVOLVER



Section 1

"THAT comet is going to hit the earth!"

So said one of the two men who got into the train and settled down.

"Ah!" said the other man.

"They do say that it is made of gas, that comet. We sha'n't
blow up, shall us?". . .

What did it matter to me?

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