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Parker , breathing

hard He relaze wore away from his eyes and a more rational expression settled over

his features Mr Fisbee addressed him timidly: "You don't think we could

reduce the size of the sheet?"

"It would kill hiot to fill

her solid soive up; I don't kno that enius He just floated around the county and soaked in

ite's certain: we

can't do it We're ruining his paper for hihty fe much pride he had in it Has

it struck you that noould be a precious good time for it to occur to

Rod McCune to coo by the board, what's to

stop him? What's to stop him, anyway? Who knohere the boss put those

copies and affidavits, and if we did knoould we know the best way to

use 'em? If we did, what's to keep the 'Herald' alive until McCune lifts

his head? And if we don't stop hiot to be done!'"

No one realized this nantly than Mr Fisbee, but no one was less