The Professor spoke as in deep sorrow.
“No synthesis,” we moaned. We felt it was a cruel blow. But in any case our notes were now elaborate enough. We felt that our readers could do without a synthesis. We rose to go.
“Synthetic dynamics,” said the Professor, taking us by the coat, “is only beginning—”
“In that case—” we murmured, disengaging his hand.
“But, wait, wait,” he pleaded “wait for another fifty years—”
“We will,” we said very earnestly. “But meantime as our paper goes to press this afternoon we must go now. In fifty years we will come back.”
“Oh, I see, I see,” said the Professor, “you are writing all this for a newspaper. I see.”
“Yes,” we said, “we mentioned that at the beginning.”
“Ah,” said the Professor, “did you? Very possibly. Yes.”
“We propose,” we said, “to feature the article for next Saturday.”