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`` Then what is one ? '' `` You are a living example of one yourself , '' was the whimsical reply . Stacy pondered over the Professor 's retort all the rest of that day . But when noon came and passed and no stop was made for a noonday meal , the fat boy began to grow restive . `` Do n't we stop for something to eat ? '' he demanded . `` I should like to know where ? ''