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Mr. Marvel Discusses His Resignation
"WhatamItodo?"askedMarvel,sottovoce.
"It'sallabout.Itwillbeinthepapers!Everybodywillbelookingforme;everyoneontheirguard—" TheVoicebrokeoffintovividcursesandceased.
ThedespairofMr.Marvel'sfacedeepened,andhispaceslackened.
"Goon!"saidtheVoice.
Mr.Marvel'sfaceassumedagreyishtintbetweentheruddierpatches.
"Don'tdropthosebooks,stupid,"saidtheVoice,sharply—overtakinghim.
"Thefactis,"saidtheVoice,"Ishallhavetomakeuseofyou....You'reapoortool,butImust."
"I'mamiserabletool,"saidMarvel.
"Youare,"saidtheVoice.
"I'mtheworstpossibletoolyoucouldhave,"saidMarvel.
"I'mnotstrong,"hesaidafteradiscouragingsilence.
"I'mnotoverstrong,"herepeated.
"No?"
"Andmyheart'sweak.Thatlittlebusiness—Ipulleditthrough,ofcourse—butblessyou!Icouldhavedropped."
"Well?"
