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confided sadly, "and the way I've carried on the last few months, I don't dare stay his execution now; I'd have a mutiny in the Department. But I love that old man. It's things like this that make you wish you weren't the flunkèd Chancellor."
I listened attentively, studying his bright eyes. His admiration for Max was entirely sincere, and his regret for the Shafting; but that he wished not to be Chancellor, his whole presence denied.
"How is it you're not angry with me for the trouble I've caused, Mr. Rexford?"
"Who says I'm not?" His smile was shrewd. "I think I see what you were trying to teach me. But I guess Commencement isn't for administrators." In painful sobriety after his debauch, he said, he had resolved to abandon his yen for Graduation and merely "do his flunkèd best" for his alma mater, by his own lights, however benighted. To this end he had reopened secret economic dealings with Ira Hector, much as he deplored that necessity
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