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Meeting Farnsworth Again

Erasmus made his way through the crowd arriving at the nexus of the activity. There he found a man sprawled on the carpeted floor, clearly recovering from being knocked out cold. A red lump on his left cheek was starting to rise. The man’s eyes were just starting to adjust to focusing again. He raised his head. Erasmus extended a hand and bent over slightly in a formal gesture to help the man to his feet. ...

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Jonathan Lord Ashleigh

“Kulachniy boy. Russian fist fighting.” She turned her attention back to Jean-Michel. “Are you all right? What was that about?” The look on his face was pure horror, although McTrowell couldn’t divine whether it was from being assaulted himself or from seeing her beat his abuser into unconsciousness. “Mon dieu! It is a scandal!” “I’m terribly sorry Jean-Michel, but I feared that he would do you real harm.” “My apologies, Dr. McTrowell. I did not intend to insult your actions, although I am unaccustomed to being protected by a woman. I meant it is a scandal that this oaf is allowed to remain a member of this respectable Society.” ...

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The Enlightening Walk

Chief Inspector Drake was off on his usual fast pace. As is his tradition, he avoided the cabriolets, and any of the other wheeled conveyances, when simply walking through London was an option. He felt that the walk kept him sharp, and kept him tuned to the life on the London streets. This was one of the few philosophical points that he was quick to share with others. ...

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Kulachniy Boy

The scene inside was even more chaotic than outside. Dr. McTrowell was thankful she hadn’t removed her duster when she entered the building because it protected her from getting poked by elbows, wildly gesticulating hands, and various pointed protuberances from the inventions of other attendees. She was so busy wading through the crowd that she very nearly knocked over a colleague she hadn’t seen in some time, the French mathematician, Jean-Michel Petit of the Université Toulouse. ...

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The Lucid Dreams of Professor Farnsworth

Erasmus strode through the precinct with conviction, hoping to make daylight without disruption. He was not to be so fortunate. Having spied Erasmus’ appearance from his office and his beeline for the door, Sergeant Tate Parseval took it upon himself to see if he could intercept Erasmus and find out what would make the newly appointed chief inspector head out so early in the morning. This required the sergeant to make more haste than usual, shoving his chair back with an audible squeak, and making his way between the desks at a pace unusual for an office setting. ...

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