The Professor did n't know what to make of her , and stopped at last to ask with an air of mild surprise that was irresistible ... `` Mees Marsch , for what do you laugh in your master 's face ? Haf you no respect for me , that you go on so bad ? '' `` How can I be respectful , Sir , when you forget to take your hat off ? '' said Jo . Lifting his hand to his head , the absent-minded Professor gravely felt and removed the little cocked hat , looked at it a minute , and then threw back his head and laughed like a merry bass viol . `` Ah ! I see him now , it is that imp Tina who makes me a fool with my cap . Well , it is nothing , but see you , if this lesson goes not well , you too shall wear him . '' But the lesson did not go at all for a few minutes because Mr. Bhaer caught sight of a picture on the hat , and unfolding it , said with great disgust , `` I wish these papers did not come in the house . They are not for children to see , nor young people to read . It is not well , and I haf no patience with those who make this harm . '' Jo glanced at the sheet and saw a pleasing illustration composed of a lunatic , a corpse , a villain , and a viper . She did not like it , but the impulse that made her turn it over was not one of displeasure but fear , because for a minute she fancied the paper was the Volcano . It was not , however , and her panic subsided as she remembered that even if it had been and one of her own tales in it , there would have been no name to betray her . She had betrayed herself , however , by a look and a blush , for though an absent man , the Professor saw a good deal more than people fancied . He knew that Jo wrote , and had met her down among the newspaper offices more than once , but as she never spoke of it , he asked no questions in spite of a strong desire to see her work . Now it occurred to him that she was doing what she was ashamed to own , and it troubled him . He did not say to himself , `` It is none of my business . I 've no right to say anything , '' as many people would have done . He only remembered that she was young and poor , a girl far away from mother 's love and father 's care , and he was moved to help her with an impulse as quick and natural as that which would prompt him to put out his hand to save a baby from a puddle .
All this flashed through his mind in a minute , but not a trace of it appeared in his face , and by the time the paper was turned , and XXXXX 's needle threaded , he was ready to say quite naturally , but very gravely ... `` Yes , you are right to put it from you .
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