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{{a|opcoboone|}}<div style="text-indent: 20px;">When [[Opco Boone|Opco]], Algy and George filed into the ''Defence Against Indemnities'' classroom, [[Professor Skank]] was already at her desk, peering intently through a monocle at a clockwork contraption installed upon it. The machine was labelled “RISK TAXONOMISER”. As the class settled in the Professor gleefully twiddled the dials on the machine’s fascia.
<div style="text-indent: 20px;">When [[Opco Boone|Opco]], Algy and George filed into the ''Defence Against Indemnities classroom, [[Professor Skank]] was already at her desk, peering intently through a monocle at a clockwork contraption installed upon it. The machine was labelled “RISK TAXONOMISER”. As the class settled in the Professor gleefully twiddled the dials on the machine’s fascia.''


“Good Morning, Class!” she beamed. The class, as one, murmured gloomily in response — all, that is, but [[Ramsay Punchface]], who sat ramrod-straight in the front row, and yelped, “Good Morning, Ma’am! I say, what have you there? It looks jolly clever!”
“Good Morning, Class!” she beamed. The whole class murmured gloomily in response — all, that is, but [[Ramsay Punchface]], who sat ramrod-straight in the front row, and yelped, “Good Morning, Ma’am! I say, what have you there? It looks jolly clever!”


The Professor brimmed. “Well, Ramsay, I’m glad you asked, and yes it ''is'' jolly clever! It is the very latest in modern risk management!” As she manipulated the knobs, the children could see drive-shafts turning interlocking gears, which turned interlocking flywheels and elastic fan-belts. Eventually she pressed a button marked “ANALYSE”. The machine whirred, rattled, chattered, and eventually spat out a punch-tape  from a dispenser at the bottom and dropped into a stainless steel tray. Boone thought he saw a wisp of smoke drift up from the mechanism.
The Professor brimmed. “Well, Ramsay, I’m glad you asked, and yes it ''is'' jolly clever! This is the very latest in modern risk management! It calculates and monitors all risks, tabulates them, and provides an overall risk rating.”  
 
As she manipulated the knobs, the children could see drive-shafts turning interlocking gears, which turned interlocking flywheels and elastic fan-belts. In her eyes they could see an impish delight at the cleverness of the design: the elegance of the interactions; the intricacy of the machinework. George looked at Boone. Boone shrugged. Algy had started cutting up his India rubber<ref>In contravention of Skool Rule 66(c) para 3: See {{Br|How To Be Topp}}, G. Willans & R. Searle, 1954</ref> in preparation for a barrage against the little swot in the front row, so paid no attention.
 
Eventually, the Professor pressed a button marked “ANALYSE”. The machine whirred, rattled, chattered, and eventually spat out a punch-tape  from a dispenser at the bottom and dropped into a stainless steel tray. Boone thought he saw a wisp of smoke drift up from the mechanism.


Professor Skank retrieved the punch tape and regarded the output, her eyes aglow.  
Professor Skank retrieved the punch tape and regarded the output, her eyes aglow.  
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The Professor regarded the class register. “This might give me a chance to get to know you. Let me see now ...” She ran her finger down the list. “Bailey, Algernon Bailey?”
The Professor regarded the class register. “This might give me a chance to get to know you. Let me see now ...” She ran her finger down the list. “Bailey, Algernon Bailey?”


Algy had been cutting up his India rubber<ref>In contravention of Skool Rule 66(c) para 3: See {{Br|How To Be Topp}}, G. Willans & R. Searle, 1954</ref> in preparation for a barrage against the little swot in the front row, was not paying attention and therefore reacted as if he has been shot. “Er —”
Algy, still preoccupied with his rubber, was not paying attention and therefore reacted as if he has been shot. “Er —”


“''[[Side letter]]!''” hissed George.
“''[[Side letter]]!''” hissed George.