Paul Gauguin Tahitian VillageStill Life with OrangesPaul Gauguin Joyousness
Then you weren't beholden to the Goat-Boy for that idea," Bray asked again. "Is that correct?"
"I make my own decisions," the ex-Chancellor grumbled. "I don't pass the buck. I'm my own man. An officer's responsible for the mistakes of his subordinates."
Touched by his sense of honor, however confused it was, I apologized for the counsel he now denied I'd given him, and agreed that it had been mistaken, though for other reasons than his.
"Every man for himself," he snapped,
"Hear hear!" his loyal former receptionist applauded, taking his good arm and flashing her glasses at me defiantly, as if I'd been put in my place. I turned to Bray and explained, with a mixture of new respect and old resentment, the fault I'd found with his Certification of Reginald Hector: reading the citation"No class shall pass" to mean that his famous self-reliance was my grandfather's key to Commencement Gate, I had bid him
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