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had for a moment put by the reserve that characteristically went with his good now it was stiffly in place again. "I suppose, from a Grand Tutor's point of view. . ."
"From Entelechus's!" I insisted. "From your own, sir!" We had drawn up by this time before a many-storied glass slab, where throngs of students and policemen awaited the Chancellor's arrival. A small herd of black-gowned dignitaries came down the entrance-steps towards us; a uniformed ROTC officer opened our sidecar door and snapped to attention with a fixed salute. But the Chancellor half-raised a hand to stay the greeters, smiled his most mischievous smile at me, and said, "Obviously we mustn't EAT each other. How wouldyou handle the Boundary Dispute? Take a whole minute if you need to."
I drew a breath. "I'd separate the Power Lines."
"What?" His expression was offended.
"Adjourn the Symposium," I said. "Double the distance between the Power Lines. Tell WESCAC to separate its circuitry completely from EASCAC's."