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A matter involving the validity of my tenure contract. I don't want to go into it over this line. Have you anything on for lunch?" "No, I haven't. When and where?" the lawyer asked. He thought for a moment. Nowhere too close the campus, but not too far away. A MATTER INVOLVING THE VALIDITY OF MY TENURE CONTRACT I DON'T WANT TO GO INTO IT OVER THIS LINE HAVE YOU ANYTHING ON FOR LUNCH NO I HAVEN'T WHEN AND WHERE THE LAWYER ASKED HE THOUGHT FOR A MOMENT NOWHERE TOO CLOSE TO THE CANVAS BUT NOT TOO FAR AWAY
ss in a few minutes. If you'll excuse me...." He rose. For a moment, he stood facing Whitburn; when the college president said nothing, he inclined his head politely and turned, going out. Whitburn's secretary gave the impression of having seated herself hastily at her desk the second before he opened the door. She watched him, round-eyed, as he went out into the hall. He reached his own office ten minutes before time for the next class. Marjorie was typing something for Pottgeiter; he merely nodded to her, and picked up the phone. The call would have to go through the school exchange, and he had a suspicion that Whitburn kept a check on outside calls. That might not hurt any, he thought, dialing a number. "Attorney Weill's office," the girl who answered said. "Edward Chalmers. Is Mr. Weill in?" She'd find out. He was; he answered in a few seconds. "Hello, Stanly; Ed Chalmers. I think I'm going to need a little help. I'm having some trouble with President Whitburn, here at the college. NOTHING FURTHER TO DISCUSS I HAVE A CLASS IN A FEW MINUTES IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME HE ROSE FOR A MOMENT HE STOOD FACING WHITBURN WHEN THE COLLEGE PRESIDENT SAID NOTHING HE INCLINED HIS HEAD POLITELY AND TURNED GOING OUT WHITBURN'S SECRETARY GAVE THE IMPRESSION OF HAVING SEATED HERSELF HASTILY AT HER DESK THE SECOND BEFORE HE OPENED THE DOOR SHE WATCHED HIM ROUND EYED AS HE WENT OUT INTO THE HALL HE REACHED HIS OWN OFFICE TEN MINUTES BEFORE TIME FOR THE NEXT CLOCKS MARJORIE WAS TYPING SOMETHING FOR POTGEITER HE MERELY NODDED TO HER AND PICKED UP THE PHONE THE CALL WOULD HAVE TO GO THROUGH THE SCHOOL EXCHANGE AND HE HAD HIS SUSPICION THAT WHITBURN KEPT A CHECK ON OUTSIDE CALLS THAT MIGHT NOT HURT ANY HE THOUGHT DYLING IN NUMBER ATTORNEY WHILES OFFICE THE GIRL WHO ANSWERED SAID EDWARD CHALMERS IS MISTER WEYLLIN SHE'D FIND OUT HE WAS HE ANSWERED IN A FEW SECONDS HELLO STANLEY AT CHALMERS I THINK I'M GOING TO NEED A LITTLE HELP I'M HAVING SOME TROUBLE WITH PRESIDENT WHITBURN HERE AT THE COLLEGE
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