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[maitre_de_carte]

My, ever the busy scholars. Of course, I must wonder if such rush is simply a means of escape or if, perhaps, one actually is minding the academia and not the change of season. One must assume the latter, though, in most cases. At any rate, one hopes luck to be on your side; it would be a terrible disappointment were it not

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[warconductor]

Let us keep our hope that the students are eager for their learning as we would wish they are.

[maitre_de_carte]

It would simply not do at all were they to atrophy or whittle away such time uselessly, would it? One does expect much from the coming generation, after all.

[warconductor]

Naturally not. We must permit them their dalliances, but they are the future.

Perhaps some... extra credit is called for.

[maitre_de_carte]

Then it is, indeed, correct that great minds do think alike.

[warconductor]

You flatter me, Lord Hargreaves.

How does your son fare in his exams, if I may be so intrusive?

[maitre_de_carte]

Quite as well as one would expect of such a highly educated young man, my dear Major. I should hope such a question never be mentioned again as intrusive-- it is, as one could say, a matter of pride, after all.

[warconductor]

Then permit me to ask: Have you given consideration yet to his university education?

[maitre_de_carte]

It has been long determined that he shall attend the most prestigious academy after graduation-- one could hardly expect less from a young man in such a prominent position.

*voice post*

[warconductor]

Naturally so.

One moment please, a last minute straggler with his essay.

An analysis of the Roman Legions? Inventive. And I'm certain it is quite insightful, but I'm afraid you guessed incorrectly. Half credit. To your dance.

The children are the future, as you said.