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Well, says I, I reckon I ought to be ashamed of myself, but the fact is I left them laying around that day I resigned from the choir. I haven t got a rag to wear but this robe and the wings. That s all right...
Well, you can be young if you want to. You ve only got to wish. Well, then, why didn t you wish? I did. They all do. You ll try it, some day, like enough; but you ll get tired of the change pretty soon...
Well, says I, come to think, there s something just here that I want to ask about. Down below, I always had an idea that in heaven we would all be young, and bright, and spry...
Well, I boomed along another hundred and fifty million miles, and got up abreast his shoulder, as you may say. I was feeling pretty fine, I tell you; but just then I noticed the officer of the deck come to the side and hoist his glass in my direction.
Well, when I had been dead about thirty years I begun to get a little anxious. Mind you, had been whizzing through space all that time, like a comet. LIKE a comet! Why, Peters...