A new breed of scientist began to emerge,—the grantsmen,—people whose skills lay not so much in doing good science, but in tuning into the perceptions of the peer group.
Thus does history repeat itself, and that foolish beak, with Tom Linden before him, was but Felix judging Paul.
Broach'd with the steely point of Clifford's lance.
Instead the troops were withcalled, and began once more the weary work of besieging a fortified city …
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