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One night a hotel caught fire， and the people who were staying in it ran out in their night clothes.Two men stood outside and looked at the fire．“Before I came out,”said one，“I ran into some of the rooms and found a lot of money.People don't think of money when they're afraid． When anyone leaves paper money in a fire，the fire burns it．So I took all the bills that I could find．No one will be poorer because I took them．” “You don't know my work，” said the other．“What is your work？”“I'm a policeman．“Oh！” cried the first man． He thought quickly and said，“And do you know my work？”“No,”said the policeman．“I'm a writer． I'm always telling stories about things that never happened．”
一天晚上，一家旅館失火，住在這家旅館里的人穿著睡 衣就跑了出來。兩個人站在外面，看著大火。“在我出來之前，”其中一個說：“我跑進一些房間，找到了一大筆錢。人在恐懼中是不會想到錢的。如果有人把紙幣留在火里，火就會把它燒成灰燼。所以我把我所能找到的鈔票都拿走了。沒有人會因為我拿走它們而變得更窮。” “你不知道我是干什么的。”另一個說。“你是干什么的？” “我是警察。” “噢！”第一個人喊了一聲。他靈機一動，說：“那你知道我是干什么的？”“不知道。”警察說。“我是個作家。我總是愛編一些從未發(fā)生過的故事。”
