The angel opened the book and read a name. It was a name full of A's, and the echoes of it came back out of the uttermost parts of space. I did not catch it clearly, because the little man beside me said, in a sharp jerk, 'What's that?' It sounded like 'Ahab' to me; but it could not have been the Ahab of Scripture.
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