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Readily I answeredYes, for the triple reasons that I'd fixed Tower Clock in position, that the passage of time was anyhow a flunkèd delusion, and that, Failure being Passage, my non-completion of the Assignment, last time or this, was not ultimately differentiable from its completion. But after a moment's further reflection I pressed the other button to change my answer, for on the loftiest view of all there was noI to complete the Assignment, as distinct from anAssignment to be completed, in the timeless, seamless University -- which University itself,et cetera. The same reasoning led me, not without trepidation despite my convictions, to pressNo at appearance of the epithetGILES SON OF WESCAC; for not only wereGILES andWESCAC distinctions as spurious asson andfather, but, viewed rightly (if after all through the finally false lenses of student reason), the eugenical specimen whereof I was the issue had been drawn as it were from all studentdom, whose scion therefore I was; WESCAC's role had been merely that of an inseminatory instrument, the tool of the student body. I braced myself to be EATen, and was not.

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myself I'd present my card (already "properly signed") when I had passed by the Finals.
"Passed themby, you say?"
"I'm going to flunk WESCAC," I said. "Where's the plug? I'll pull it."
Bray very likely smiled as he went to the scanning console among the tape-racks. "Don't be silly, George; there isn't any plug. You'd have to cut the Power Lines, or short-circuit them. But do you really think it's worthwhile to take WESCAC so seriously? It's only a symbol."
This assertion I might have quarreled with: had Mother been impregnated by a symbol? Was it a symbol that had EATen the Amaterasus and G. Herrold, and would in all likelihood soon EAT me, if not the entire University? That incorporated in its circuitry all the dreams and definitions that tricked studentdom into believing in its own existence, and in the reality of its flunkage? Some symbol! But Bray clicked his tongue (and sundry buttons

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conversation was not how to deal with me, but whether to perish at their posts or at with their families.
"Stay where you are," I advised them. "I'm on my way now to end the Boundary Dispute."
"That settles it," the lift-guard said. "I'm going ." He cursed remarkably when I congratulated him for seeing that, in effect, the disputewas settled already, since it had never properly existed -- but neither he nor his steadfaster colleagues prevented my leaving Tower Hall. The sun, far in the south, I guessed halfway towards its meridian, but the sky was overcast now and the Light House gray. A sheep-fleeced band of students picketed the gate, some bearing the wordless placards ofCarte-blanchisme, others crossing arms, joining hands, and singing in doleful measure:

E plu-ri-bus u--u-nu-um. . .

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failure of the Infinite Divisor. What the Founder had joined, who could put asunder? Or resolve the One into many? Had the escapement fallen now into the gears and locked them fast? Then let Infinite Divisors and Everlasting-Nowniks embrace: they were proved brothers, and the Clock was fixed! Let there be no brooding among eggs or crowing of chickens; neither had seniority over the other; they were one, like Day and Night. In short, let him rejoice over the failure of his enterprises, inasmuch as, failing, he had passed!
Dr. Eierkopf said: "Goat-Boy, go."
"I'm leaving," I replied. "But take my advice, sir: forget about WESCAC; forget about logic. Go out and live!"
"Now you tell me," he said sarcastically. "My head'skaput."
"Don't measure eggs," I exhorted him, "eat them!"
"Eggs,blah." He made a sour face.
"Don't watch co-eds undressing in your night-glass --"
"You said that last time."
"Go undress them yourself! You can't help being an animal: sobe one! Be a beast of the woods!"
"I should be a beast of the woods?" he asked skeptically. Inspired by Stoker's

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Chancellor Hector put an end to the Cum Laude Project and demoted Eblis Eierkopf to some job where he can't do any harm. The witch-hunting was over by then, and Dr. Rexford asked me would I come back to WESCAC, he was sorry I'd been sacked. But I'd seen enough of the student race to know that people was all I could love and all I could fear, while the goats I didn't feel nothing but simple affection for. And there was the new WESCAC: Mr. Rexford said it was all right, they got rid of the NOCTIS system and everything's under control. But I know WESCAC better than that. It don't forget anything it's ever learned, and if it really was noctic enough todesire things, even for a minute, then it desired to preserve and extend itself along with humping the sheep. It was always cunning, WESCAC was; now it's willful and passionate too, and it can EAT anybody that tries to change its mind against its will -- all in the name of collegiate security, like a BonifacistKanzler! 'No thanks,' I told Dr. Rexford; 'I'm glad you been

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you'd of stepped up and asked me! Didn't I sock you one in the Living Room for saying she weren't no virgin? But it's no use her putting on airsnow, by golly: I've seen what I've saw!"
"And done what you did," Max would remind him.
Leonid then would shout "Irrelevanceness!" or "Dumbnicity!" and, seizing his new friend by the hair (if they were in a common cell) or shaking a cordial fist, would harangue him on his blindness to the real nature of Anastasia's virtues.
"Isthe GILES!" he would declare of her. "Excuse, George: you know what! Virgins bah! All this chastehood, all this niceship -- what's the word it is, Dr. Spielman, sir?"
"Schmata,"Max would offer, who had grown fond of Moishian terms since his detention."Dreck."
"I love!" Leonid then would roar, with reference equally to the words, his idol Max who supplied them, his grumbling and perhaps pinioned cellmate (who had given up exercise and vitamin-pills), and My Ladyship. "Never mind goodity!Pfui! Pfui!"
What he meant I can more easily paraphrase than reproduce in his idiom: to believe in Grand Tutors and Founders was against his curriculum, but he would

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begged me to believe that it was purely the memory of our public "union," as she called it, that appalled her. "All thosepeople!"
I thought it perceptive of me to observe: "If I understand human propriety, they're scandalized already by our Memorial Service, aren't they? A little extra scandal won't much matter. Besides -- I don't want to sound vain, but Iam the Grand Tutor. . ."
Her eyes swam now with appreciation of this comfort, instead of shame. Warmly she said -- and I thrilled to hear it -- that she could think of no man on campus whom she'd prefer as a brother, though she knew herself unworthy of sistership to a Grand-Tutor-to-be. . . I bade her end such deprecation of herself; ofcourse she was worthy, I insisted -- or would be if she'd but accept from me a single bit of Tutelage; to wit: let no man, woman, or other beast mount her or in any wise know her carnally, not even her husband, from that hour forth, that no invidiousdouble-entendre be read into the motto on her spurious diploma:Love thy classmate.
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