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        send you a photo.” He clambered to his feet and smoothed down his
        clothing. “Now I must get back to my laboratory. Goodbye.”
          The  two  men  shook  hands  perfunctorily  and  left  the  faculty
        lounge  in  opposite  directions,  each  apparently  satisfied  by  the
        outcome of the interview.

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          The  editorial  offices  of  the  ‘Journal  of  Experimental  Genetics’
        were, in fact, the department of biology at the University of Eastern
        Kentucky, and its editor the chairman of that department, Dr. Euell
        Skinner. Articles submitted to the prestigious journal for publication
        in one of its quarterly issues were parceled out to various academic
        members of the university for peer review. The editor, in turn, met
        with his readers for a final judgement on the merits of the article they
        had  analyzed,  generally  two  months  prior  to  the  journal  going  to
        press.
          Dr. Skinner called one such meeting late on a wintery afternoon.
        His  colleagues  straggled  in  muffled  and  buffered  in  heavy  woolen
        garments  against  the  blustery  weather.  They  shed  these  outer
        wrappings  on  chairs  next  to  the  secretary’s  desk  and  entered  the
        department’s small conference room. First to take a seat was Walter
        Wahl,  professor  of  biochemistry  at  EKU;  he  bore  an
        uncharacteristically  sour  expression  along  with  his  briefcase.  Next,
        muttering imprecations against the elements, was Persephone Ruffin,
        professor  emeritus  of  biology;  she  shook  her  wiry  gray  hair  like  a
        terrier  after  a  bath  and  plumped  down  unceremoniously  into  the
        largest  untenanted  chair.  Finally,  after  an  interval  uncomfortably
        endured by the  prompter attendees, Humphrey Campbell,  assistant
        professor  of  vertebrate  physiology,  stumbled  in  and  tossed  his
        attaché case on the table with a spasmodic flourish.
          Dr. Skinner glared at Campbell and called the meeting to order. “I
        know it’s late and another blizzard is on the way, so let’s make short
        work  of  this  agenda.  First  and  most  pressing  item:  Frederick
        Kingswater’s astonishing paper on genetic manipulation. If we accept
        his work, it will shine an unaccustomed spotlight of publicity on the
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