Henri Rousseau The Boat in the Storm

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Slackness,’ he muttered. ‘Far too much of it going on. Whole place gone to pot. People goin’ round sleepin’ all day and turnin’ into monkeys the whole time. We never even thought of turnin’ into a monkey when I was a student.’ He looked up irritably.
‘What was it you wanted?’ he snapped.
‘What?’ said .
‘Yes, Master. You know? They’re the thinner ones with the pale faces? Because we’re a university? They come with the whole thing, like rats–’
‘I thought we paid people to deal with ‘em.’
‘The teaching staff. Yes. But sometimes . . . well, I wonderthe Bursar, unnerved. ‘You wanted me to do somethin’, didn’t you? You came in to ask me to do somethin’. Probably because I’m the only feller here not fast asleep or sittin’ in a tree whoopin’ every mornin’,’ the Archchancellor added. ‘Er. I think that’s gibbons, Archchancellor.’ ‘What? What? Do try and make some sense, man!’ The Bursar pulled himself together. He didn’t see why he had to be treated like this. ‘In fact, I wanted to see you about one of the students, Master,’ he said coldly. ‘Students?’ barked the Archchancellor