Old campus hands muttered into their martinis at Indiana University faculty parties when David Randall was hired three years ago as a full professor. The new rare-book librarian had never taught a course in his life, had no Ph.D. (his only academic degree was an A.B. from Lehigh), and had proclaimed: "I don't know a thing about the Dewey decimal system, and I'm not going to learn. I've got a staff to do that." What is worse—although Randall is still confident that no one suspects—is that the key he wore and still...
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