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"In spite of all these diseases,
and of all the new ones that continued to arise, there were more and more
men in the world. This was because it was easy to get food. The easier it
was to get food, the more men there were; the more men there were, the
more thickly were they packed together on the earth; and the more thickly
they were packed, the more new kinds of germs became diseases. There were
warnings. Soldervetzsky, as early as 1929, told the bacteriologists that
they had no guaranty against some new disease, a thousand times more
deadly than any they knew, arising and killing by the hundreds of millions
and even by the billion. You see, the micro-organic world remained a
mystery to the end. They knew there was such a world, and that from time
to time armies of new germs emerged from it to kill men.
/>"And that was all they knew about it. For all they knew, in that
invisible micro-organic world there might be as many different kinds of
germs as there are grains of sand on this beach. And also, in that same
invisible world it might well be that new kinds of germs came to be. It
might be there that life originated—the 'abysmal fecundity,' Soldervetzsky
called it, applying the words of other men who had written before
him...."

It was at this point that Hare-Lip rose to
his feet, an expression of huge contempt on his face.
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"Granser," he announced, "you make me sick with
your gabble. Why don't you tell about the Red Death? If you ain't going
to, say so, an' we'll start back for camp."

/>The old man looked at him and silently began to cry. The weak tears
of age rolled down his cheeks and all the feebleness of his eighty-seven
years showed in his grief-stricken countenance.
/>"Sit down," Edwin counselled soothingly. "Granser's all right. He's
just gettin' to the Scarlet Death, ain't you, Granser? He's just goin' to
tell us about it right now. Sit down, Hare-Lip. Go ahead, Granser." />
The old man wiped the tears away on his grimy knuckles
and took up the tale in a tremulous, piping voice that soon strengthened
as he got the swing of the narrative.
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label="Overall Score">My fellow Earthicans, as I have explained in my book
Earth in the Balance, and the much more popular Harry Potter and the
Balance of Earth, we need to defend our planet against pollution. Also
dark wizards but I know you in the future back in our
hands.

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