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He  did  not  move.  Eyes  shut,  he  waited,  shivering.  He  heard  Travis  breathe  loud  in  the  room;  he
 heard  Travis  shift  his  rifle,  click  the  safety  catch,  and  raise  the  weapon.
  There  was  a  sound  of  thunder.

Killing  one  butterfly  couldn't  be  that
 important!  Could  it?

1999.2000.2055.
  The  Machine  stopped.
  "Get  out,"  said  Travis.

Travis  raised  his  hand.  "Ahead,"  he  whispered.  "In  the  mist.  There  he  is.  There's  His  Royal
 Majesty  now."
  The  jungle  was  wide  and  full  of  twitterings,  rustlings,  murmurs,  and  sighs.
  Suddenly  it  all  ceased,  as  if  someone  had  shut  a  door.
  Silence.
  A  sound  of  thunder.
  Out  of  the  mist,  one  hundred  yards  away,  came  Tyrannosaurus  Rex.

Crushing  certain  plants  could  add  up  infinitesimally.  A  little  error  here  would  multiply  in
 sixty  million  years,  all  out  of  proportion.  Of  course  maybe  our  theory  is  wrong.  Maybe  Time  can't
 be  changed  by  us.  Or  maybe  it  can  be  changed  only  in  little  subtle  ways.

"Christ  isn't  born  yet,"  said  Travis,  "Moses  has  not  gone  to  the  mountains  to  talk  with  God.  The
 Pyramids  are  still  in  the  earth,  waiting  to  be  cut  out  and  put  up.  Remember  that.  Alexander,
 Caesar,  Napoleon,  Hitlernone  of  them  exists."  The  man  nodded.