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means Riot!" It was his aides then who led him, one at each arm, out to the motorcade on the mall. I entered the Light House.
A number of the Chancellor's assistants were in the entrance-hall; they wore gray suits and had similar youthful faces, but their forelocks were combed back now, and instead of bustling they lounged about in leather chairs and window-seats. I approached the nearest and announced my wish to see Chancellor Rexford at once. He turned from the window, smiling slightly, and congratulated me upon my release from Main Detention. The voice, though less, was unmistakable.
"You're the Chancellor!" I couldn't conceal my surprise: without his grin, his white suit, his springy force and forelock, he seemed blander than his aides. His face was tired but placid; he looked ten years older.
"I won't be, next term, if the polls mean anything," he said, shaking my hand. "Assuming thereis a next term."
I'd expected a less cordial reception, in view of the consequences of my former advice, but though no one actually welcomed me into the Chancellor's office,
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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