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Sadly, sternly, the old professor reveals to his brilliant pupil the greater path to glory.
THERE were papers on the desk, a litter of papers scrawled over, in the careless writing of indifferent students, with the symbols of chemistry and long mathematical computations. The man at the desk pushed them aside to rest his lean, lined face on one thin hand. The other arm, ending at the wrist, was on the desk before him.via the TL;DR App
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