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I wish I could control it; the ignition is simultaneous and absolutely
complete, and there is not a trace of ash, not an unburned or partly
burned particle. But it's not to be trusted, and I don't know what
happens to it after a year's storage."
For a while they discussed the commercial possibilities of Chaosite, and
how capital might be raised for a stock company; but Selwyn was not
sanguine, and something of his mental depression returned as he sat
there by the curtainless window, his head on his closed hand, looking
out into the sunny street.
"Anyway," said Lansing, "you've nothing to worry over."
"No, nothing," assented Selwyn listlessly.
After a silence Lansing added: "But you do a lot of worrying all the
same, Phil."
Selwyn flushed up and denied it.
"Yes, you do! I don't believe you realise how much of the time you are
out of spirits."
"Does it impress you that way?" asked Selwyn, mortified; "because I'm
really all right."
"Of course you are, Phil; I know it, but you don't seem to realise it.


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