At the University of Minnesota, girl students linger after lectures to talk to the instructor. During class they sit near the professor's desk, giggle merrily at his pedagogical jests, smile understandingly at his well-known eccentricities, make their pretty eyes look deep and sympathetic when he comes to the point of his discourse. Thus do the wily coeds, whose actual intelligence measures but 25 on a scale of 100, compensate for a ten-point deficiency in intellect, and extract grades equal to those attained by charmless male students whose measure of intelligence on the same...
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