| OCR Text |
Show 5, Jeffries, Islamorada [Section 2] "Very well," Dory began to fabricate, "There was what you would call an incident, then sort of a mutual understanding; you see I had this side project, there were pressures for a co-curricular thing, kind of a trite thing, really, with the arithmetic department, trying to teach the kids the concept of a million. "Well," I said, "Everyone is doing bottlecaps, we'll do money. "Now in a manner of speaking I had some resourceful students, some very street-wise individuals who could come up with the coins; we were well on our way to dinner at the Kon-Tiki, and an evening at the harness track, the lads had their wind up, daily each would come running with his mite--" "But the administration stepped in." "Precisely. I had a cloakroom full of cash; I'd go in there and plow around in those pennies like Scrooge McDuck, till that afternoon when the counselor and the principal showed up--" "Analogous to the Beagle Boys!" "So I got a year off. It was just as well. Frankly, another term of. . .containing people. . "I see. I see. But you're well-rested now?" "Rested and hungry. The wolf isn't just yet at the door--that's a picturesque image, isn't it, superintendent, a wolf at a door, not to be disassociated, I suspect, from the medieval forest fears, hey, how's this: the wolf was at the door of the academic in his ivory tower--" |
