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He told himself repeatedly that it was no good to hurry; but still he hurried desperately, and the islands slipped and slid under his feet; the straits yawned and widened, till he found himself utterly lost in the world's fourth dimension, with no hope of return. HE TOLD HIMSELF REPEATEDLY THAT IT WAS NO GOOD TO HURRY BUT STILL HE HURRIED DESPERATELY AND THE ISLAND SLIPPED AND SLID UNDER HIS FEET THE STREETS YAWNED AND WIDENED TILL HE FOUND HIMSELF UTTERLY LOST IN THE WORLD'S FOURTH DIMENSION WITH NO HOPE OF RETURN
magnificent!” Thousands of miles farther on it halted at yet another stone lily, labelled “Java”; and this, again, delighted him hugely, because he knew that now he was at the world’s end. But the little boat ran on and on till it lay in a deep fresh-water lock, the sides of which were carven marble, green with moss. Lilypads lay on the water, and reeds arched above. Some one moved among the reeds—some one whom Georgie knew he had travelled to this world’s end to reach. Therefore everything was entirely well with him. He was unspeakably happy, and vaulted over the ship’s side to find this person. When his feet touched that still water, it changed, with the rustle of unrolling maps, to nothing less than a sixth quarter of the globe, beyond the most remote imagining of man—a place where islands were coloured yellow and blue, their lettering strung across their faces. They gave on unknown seas, and Georgie’s urgent desire was to return swiftly across this floating atlas to known bearings.  KONG WOULD BE LIKE HOW MAGNIFICENT THOUSANDS OF MILES FURTHER ON IT HALTED AT YET ANOTHER STONE LILY LABELLED JAVA AND THIS AGAIN DELIGHTED HIM HUGELY BECAUSE HE KNEW THAT NOW HE WAS AT THE WORLD'S END BUT THE LITTLE BOAT RAN ON AND ON TILL IT LAY IN A DEEP FRESH WATER LOCK THE SIDES OF WHICH WERE CARVEN MARBLE GREEN WITH MOSS LITTLE PADS LAY ON THE WATER AND REEDS ARCHED ABOVE SOME ONE MOVED AMONG THE REEDS SOMEONE WHOM GEORGIE KNEW HE HAD TRAVELLED TO THIS WORLD'S END TO REACH THEREFORE EVERYTHING WAS ENTIRELY WELL WITH HIM HE WAS UNSPEAKABLY HAPPY AND VAULTED OVER THE SHIP'S SIDE TO FIND THIS PERSON WHEN HIS FEET TOUCHED THAT STILL WATER IT CHANGED WITH THE RUSTLE OF UNROLLING MAPS TO NOTHING LESS THAN A SIXTH QUARTER OF THE GLOBE BEYOND THE MOST REMOTE IMAGINING OF MAN A PLACE WHERE ISLANDS WERE COLOURED YELLOW AND BLUE THEIR LETTERINGS STRUNG ACROSS THEIR FACES THEY GAVE ON UNKNOWN SEAS AND GEORGIE'S URGENT DESIRE WAS TO RETURN SWIFTLY ACROSS THIS FLOATING ATLAS TO KNOWN BEARINGS
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