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Show -212- had been hired by the Sociology Department. The only times the Professor had seen this new colleague was at the two Union meetings he had attended. In neither had he said anything. He had merely sat listening, looking a l i t t le out of place, but less so here than he must have done in meeting of his oxm department. He was short with dark curly hair beginning to recede a t the temples, and he could have been typecast as a hard-boiled reporter in any of the gangland movies of the 1930's. The Professor could not hear what he was saying to the students, but he had a clear view the man's extravagant gestures. Whatever i t was, i t had the students' enthusiastic approval, for t h e i r shouts carried across tho campus and through the heavy glass windows. At one point, there x^ere prolonged cheers, punctuated by the speaker leaping from his platform into the crowd. The Professor sax* him striding purposely through the mass of students, then become momentarily sxallowed by them, then emerge as their vanguard, leading them in a direction that appeared to be headed straight toxiard the library entrance. "Are they coming here?" a student standing beside the Professor asked. The Professor did not reply, but he thought i t possible. A week e a r l i e r , striking students had entered the library and disarranged books on the shelves, so that the library staff had to work overtime putting things back in order. |
