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only to be vexed by this predicament, but he, Jones, should surely be interested in such a brilliant success. He was determined that he would be-though perhaps it was rather more of an adventure than he had been able to foresee. But, before going any further, there was a lot of interest to be gained from learning at firsthand-and indeed more than firsthand-about another body's little ways. This was real exploration; going further, after all, than any human exploration had ever gone. And, once you got over your disgust, the actual way of exploring was rather fun. It was a little like being out on the road for the first time on a sort of mysterious bicycle which completely enclosed you, but which you had to balance and drive every moment. The machine gave queer little swoops and dives. In another way it was like being moved into a new house with a new set of servants. The things one used to require were still supplied, but were never to be found in quite the same places the old staff in the old house used to put them. This Matherbody had a number of odd tricks. For instance, you had to know when it really wanted to sneeze and play other pneumatic tricks, and when it was only shamming-or, at least, not intending to go through with the thing. You'd get all ready, standing by with a pocket handkerchief out, and, then, on the brink, the body would change its mind.
Suddenly, as Jones was congratulating himself on how well he was tumbling to its ways and getting its drift, it put up a new problem to him. It was a sort of itch, or perhaps craving would be a better word. Did it want food? No; there was certainly the remains of a meal in its stomach. A drink? No; the throat wasn't wanting liquid; that was clear. And

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