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 Just then Haskill's excited voice was heard. "Stone! Stone! for Heaven's sake, where are you?"

"Right here. What's the matter?"

Haskill appeared at the threshold, panting: "Stone, Billy's through writing! He's standing up by his desk looking over the last pages. But he's running his hand through his hair; so I think he must be going to add a little more, don't you?"

Impulsively Stone grasped his assistant by the arm. " Haskill, listen. We lose our boat if Woods leaves this office before we go to press."

"Why?"

"Because, soon as he's finished writing"

"He'll get drunk, Stone."

"No, he'll come to himself first—realize everything, soon as the tension is off his nerves—then, don't you see what'll happen"

"Why, first he'll have a spasm or something at realizing what he's done, then I tell you, Stone, he'll go and get"