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meant for would have to be begun afresh. Croaker served them round and spoon-fed Dr. Eierkopf his gruel -- insisting, with grunts and throaty babble, that he eat every bit of it.
"So," Dr. Eierkopf sighed again. "When he ran off I could think undistracted, just as your friend Stoker promised, but I starved to death. Now I eat and don't get my work done, and he spoils my research. Drink up! Don't be afraid of me."
"I'm not afraid," I said. "I -- believe I should despise you, sir."
This news he merely nodded at. "Of course you should, after all Spielman told you! The old man is plenty mixed up."
Sternly I declared that my keeper and advisor was the passèdest man on campus as far as I was concerned --
"As far as youknow, you mean."
As far as I knew, then; that he most certainly had been cashiered unjustly, thanks in part to the bad offices of Eblis Eierkopf; that nothing could be more false than the present charge against him, inasmuch as all his l he'd affirmed the principle of non-violence -- whereas his rival had been, if not actively a Bonifacist himself, at least a leading