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ber. And if Jeremiah decides to use force, as he has threatened, respect the dead, please." Then he went upstairs to stretch out upon the improvised bier he had already provided for the occasion.
"Has Jeremiah been notified of our arrival?" asked Preston Brown.
"Yes, he'll be along in a moment."
"And the fellows all know what they are to do?"
"Yep—let's get the body."
"For Heaven's sake, don't let 'em laugh and spoil it all."
"They say," one of the gang remarked on the way upstairs, "that poor old Jere is so worked up that he has been losing sleep over it."
"Yes, he has even taken counsel of the faculty, I understand. Luckily they're all on to the joke and are enjoying it too. But he told Reddy that he had 'a friend on the Faculty to whom he could go like a brother'"
"Yes," said Preston Brown, "he meant Newton, the new art professor. I saw the
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