O the grey dull day! It seemed a limbo of painless patient consciousness through which souls of mathematicians might wander, projecting long slender fabrics from plane to plane of ever rarer and paler twilight, radiating swift eddies to the last verges of a universe ever vaster, farther and more impalpable. To produce this unity, to meet the challenge of our time, destiny has laid upon our country the responsibility of the free world's leadership. Grose's suspense blazed at me, but it was too late now, and I brought the thing out handsomely. Carry it out of the house on the shoulders of hirelings.