QUITE TOO CLEVER
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The elder Dumas was at the railway station, just starting to join his yacht at Marseilles. Several friends had accompanied him, to say good-bye. Suddenly he was informed that he had a hundred and fifty kilogrammes excess of luggage. “Ho, ho!” cried Dumas. “How many kilogrammes are allowed?” “Thirty for each person,” was the reply. Silently he made a mental calculation, and then in a tone of triumph bade his secretary take places for five. “In that way,” he explained, “we shall have no excess.”