Hu-u-m!.

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Yes, yes." He turned away from the window and began intoning a hymn.

Major Grover seemed to be divided between a desire to laugh and a tendency toward losing patience.
"Well," he queried, after another interval, "about that crank?
Have you one I might borrow?
It may not fit, probably won't, but I should like to try it." Jed sighed.