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Show 088- Chapter Seven The Professor and his wife sat expectantly before the television set in the room off the kitchen that they called the T.V. room. The Professor sat on a yellow hide-a-bed that sometimes served visiting guests or their children and grandchildren, when they visited overnight. His wife was in her favorite chair, the recliner upholstered In blue brocade? The dog lay curled below her upraised footrest, asleep, but with both ears up, alert for any sound or movement. They had just finished dinner and had brought their coffee with them to the T.V. room. The screen was filled by the o-fa^ e of a black female blues singer, but the sound was off, so the movement of her lips and eyes seemed gr&$esque. This was the educational channel, which had asked for, and received, permission to televise the meeting of the Board of Trustees that the Governor had demanded. The Professor tried not toe-watch the flickering movement of the singer, who was now on her last song? He and his wife had just about talked themselves out on the subject of the upcoming meeting, but he couldn't help making a final comment? "I hope to hell," he said, "the Board has the guts to stand up to the Governor." Before hi® wife could reply, the song ended, the screen went momentarily white, then an announcer came on. The Prof-essor got up and switched on the sound.• Announcer was making |
