But they don't work with illegal books; they're a 'law and order' crowd out there; they're afraid.

But I want forbidden books--sharp, pointed books.

I'll slip them through their fingers.

When the police commissioners or the priest see that they are illegal books, they'll think it's the teachers who circulate them.

And in the meantime I'll remain in the background." Well content with his hard, practical sense, he grinned merrily.
"Hm!" thought the mother.