This December 27, 1892, in the great amphitheater of the new Sorbonne, thousands of spectators, professors of the faculties, delegates of academies and learned societies, simple students, crowd to attend the jubilee of the most famous man of science of this end of the century: 70 years of Louis Pasteur.
Mrs. Carnot had already taken her place in the dais of honor when the President of the Republic appeared, giving his arm to an old man, Mr. Pasteur.
Then the Minister of Public Instruction opens the litany of speeches to the glory of the brilliant chemist: from the battle of fermentation to the epic of inoculations, while eyes remain fixed, incredulous, on this bent little man who led the greatest human journey to the sources of life, to knowledge.
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The scientist meditates on his destiny.
Basically, he thinks, there is simply a detective in him, a policeman's soul flushing out invisible criminals.
With each new case, the sleuth Pasteur leads the investigation: he…
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