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THE FLYING MAN
THE Ethnologist looked at the bhimraj feather thoughtfully. "They seemed loth to part with it," he said.
"It is sacred to the Chiefs," said the lieutenant; "just as yellow silk, you know, is sacred to the Chinese Emperor."
The Ethnologist did not answer. He hesitated. Then opening the topic abruptly, "What on earth is this cock-and-bull story they have of a flying man?"
The lieutenant smiled faintly. "What did they tell you?"
"I see," said the Ethnologist, "that you know of your fame."
The lieutenant rolled himself a cigarette. "I don't mind hearing about it once more. How does it stand at present?"
"It's so confoundedly childish," said the
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