The mood in the Porters’ Lodge seems to be somewhere between outrage and disgust. Both Head Porter and The Dean are pacing furiously, so the situation must be rather grim. No doubt the appearance of the potential Bursar has something to do with it.
Head Porter ceases his striding and stands before me, arms folded and head shaking bitterly.
“I’m glad you’re here, Deputy Head Porter,” he says seriously. “There has been something of a development in the Bursar situation.”
“So I understand,” I reply. “What’s the problem?”
“We don’t like the look of him at all.”
I look to the sombre faces of The Dean and Porter and it would appear that this is indeed the general consensus. What on Earth can be the matter with him? No immediate explanation is forthcoming.
“So then, what is it?” I ask, getting rather concerned, now.
“Well he doesn’t look much like…
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