Pulp Fiction, 1954 · page 16 of 162
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THE PHOENIX NEST ands of times. You have seen how a tiny organism develops from next to nothing, and how that organism exhibits a tiny intelligence which is proper to its simplicity and minute size. You have seen how other or- ganisms develop from such tiny organisms, becoming lar- ger and more complex, and how these larger organisms display greater and greater intelligence as they become more and more specialised and differentiated. “Finally, in the last few days, you have seen the cul- mination of the creation of a living, breathing, thin king human being from a few cells which were no more capable of human thought than are the alge in the sea. You have seen the duplication of a human being who is, at this moment, waiting in Sing Sing to be executed, so that now there are two of him. You have seen a miracle of science, whereby, even though Louis the Gimp will be executed next month, he will live on, after his original body has been incinerated and his name has been removed from the file of the living and placed in 15 the file of the dead. You have . seen a human being made im- mortal right before your eyes, and yet you doubt that the mind is an integral part of the organism. Really, Doctor, I am surprised at you.” Professor Knaut paused, conscious of the powerful effect of his rhetoric—rhetoric for which he was famous and by which he had persuaded many a reluctant official of University and government to go along with plans which were either incomprehensible or plainly distasteful. Strothmeyer sat still, his head bowed beneath the weight of Professor Knaut’s words. But even in the face of such authority, the seed of convic- tion put forth a feeble shoot. “Yes, Professor Knaut,”’ he said, softly, “I know all that, and J agree with you——’”’ *“Well, that’s more like it!”’ The professor interrupted him. “___ But still,” Stroth- meyer went on, “when our new Louis the Gimp woke up, he spoke Spanish, and——” ““My dear boy!”’ Knaut put his hand affectionately on the - shoulder of the wavering Strothmeyer. “I was just comicloooks.Ccomn