Ergo: blew _himself_ up.
That spoils your day off for you--don't it?
Were you expecting that sort of move?
I hadn't the slightest idea--not the ghost of a notion of anything of the sort being planned to come off here--in this country.
Under the present circumstances it's nothing short of criminal." The little man lifted his thin black eyebrows with dispassionate scorn.
"Criminal! What is that?
What _is_ crime?
What can be the meaning of such an assertion ?" "How am I to express myself?
One must use the current words," said Ossipon impatiently.

"The meaning of this assertion is that this business may affect our position very adversely in this country.

Isn't that crime enough for you?
I am convinced you have been giving away some of your stuff lately." Ossipon stared hard.

The other, without flinching, lowered and raised his head slowly.
"You have!" burst out the editor of the F.P.leaflets in an intense whisper.

"No! And are you really handing it over at large like this, for the asking, to the first fool that comes along ?" "Just so! The condemned social order has not been built up on paper and ink, and I don't fancy that a combination of paper and ink will ever put an end to it, whatever you may think.