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 disadvantages, but—mind you—these gigantic trusts. . . Isn't that so, General?"

"Oh, I quite agree with you," the general barked; "at the same time . . ." Their voices sounded on, intermingling, indistinguishable, soothing even. I seemed to be listening to the hum of a threshing-machine—a passage of sound booming on one note, a passage, a half-tone higher, and so on, and so on. Visible things grew hazy, fused into one another.