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`` There wo n't be anything of that kind , will there , Dan ? '' Dan shrugged his shoulders , and glanced at Sylvia and Mrs. Ware . `` Mrs. Ware knows about it ; I had to tell her , '' remarked the minister , chuckling . `` When Ed Thatcher makes two calls on me in one week , and one of them at midnight , there 's got to be an explanation . And Sylvia heard him raving before I showed him out this afternoon . '' Sylvia 's plate was untouched ; her eyes searched those of the man who loved her before she spoke . `` That 's an ethical point , Mr. Ware .