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           Manyveryrespectablepeoplemakeanhonestlivingoutofwhatarecalledsensationstories,"saidJo,scratchinggatherssoenergeticallythatarowoflittleslitsfollowedherpin.

           "Thereisademandforwhisky,butIthinkyouandIdonotcaretosellit.Iftherespectablepeopleknewwhatharmtheydid,theywouldnotfeelthatthelivingwashonest.Theyhafnorighttoputpoisoninthesugarplum,andletthesmalloneseatit.No,theyshouldthinkalittle,andsweepmudinthestreetbeforetheydothisthing."

           Mr.Bhaerspokewarmly,andwalkedtothefire,crumplingthepaperinhishands.Josatstill,lookingasifthefirehadcometoher,forhercheeksburnedlongafterthecockedhathadturnedtosmokeandgoneharmlesslyupthechimney.

           "Ishouldlikemuchtosendalltherestafterhim,"mutteredtheProfessor,comingbackwitharelievedair.

           Jothoughtwhatablazeherpileofpapersupstairswouldmake,andherhard-earnedmoneylayratherheavilyonherconscienceatthatminute.Thenshethoughtconsolinglytoherself,"Minearenotlikethat,theyareonlysilly,neverbad,soIwon’tbeworried,"andtakingupherbook,shesaid,withastudiousface,"Shallwegoon,Sir?I’llbeverygoodandpropernow."

           "Ishallhopeso,"wasallhesaid,buthemeantmorethansheimagined,andthegrave,kindlookhegavehermadeherfeelasifthewordsWeeklyVolcanowereprintedinlargetypeonherforehead.

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