"Fifty what? No, I probably don't want to know, do I? But I'm not surprised. Paper has a way of lingering, whereas the digital—one power surge or electromagnetic pulse and there's half the Sibylline Books, up in smoke." She shook her head. "Well, all kinds of things make their way here eventually, either through entirely aboveboard channels or ... otherwise, so if they happen to turn up, I'll be sure to let you know."