“Maybe someday you’ll be able to publish your poem about Count Olaf,” Klaus said, “and everyone will know how horrible he is.” “And I’ll write a newspaper article all about him,” Duncan volunteered. “I think I could build a printing press myself,” Violet said. “Maybe when I come of age, I can use some of the Baudelaire fortune to buy the materials I would need.” “Could we print books, too?” Klaus asked. Violet smiled. She knew her brother was thinking of a whole library they could print for themselves. “Books, too,” she said. “The Baudelaire fortune?” Duncan asked. “Did your parents leave
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