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66 Jack Fritscher

and the audience became a flicker. His talking became a whirr and
his tongue turned to film feeding out of his face.
The gallery of his colleagues and the audience of his students
rose to their feet cheering his passion. The applause continued at the
reception arranged by his department.
“Very nice,” the chairman’s wife said, “very nice indeed. You
really should develop that film course my husband wants so much.
But come,” she said, arranging the knot of his tie, “you simply must
meet everyone.”

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