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Show It Didn't Work. The crowded car was overflowing. "Get off the step," the conductor cried. "I've got to shut the door." "Don't mind me," replied the man on the step. 'Close It if you like. It's true that I have a couple of sample packages of dynamite in my overcoat pockets and the windows might be broken and the roof blown off, but don't hesitate on my account. I haven't many friends, anyway, and I don't think many would sorrow over my early demise. Go ahead and close your door." Then the conductor closed it. |