I just saw the 1965 movie Dear Brigitte, and it has this scene:
I want to tell you something. I don't want you to do it any more. Because if they find out about this, do you know what they're going to say?
No, sir.
They'll say, "There goes that Erasmus Leaf. He's a mathematician."
Gosh!
And we don't want that, do we?
No sir!
Of course not. 'Course we don't. So ... We'll just keep this our own little closely-guarded family secret, huh?
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