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Boomer said afterwards that the penetration of Tomlinson was wonderful, and that it was excellent to see how Boyster tried in vain to draw him; and Boyster said afterwards that the way in which Tomlinson quietly refused to be led on by Boomer was delicious, and that it was a pity that Aristophanes was not there to do it justice.
Never did Castor and Pollux come surging into battle as Dr. Boomer and Dr. Boyster bore down upon the Grand Palaver Hotel. Tomlinson, the Wizard of Finance, had hesitated about going to the university. The university was coming to him. As for those millions of his, he could take his choice dormitories, apparatus, campuses, buildings, endowment, anything he liked but choose he must.
Spiff from beneath his dark brows, "it will not avail you, young man." Dr. Boomer was delighted. "Poor McTeague," he said "and by the way, Boyster, I hear that McTeague is trying to walk again; a great error, it shouldn't be allowed! poor McTeague knew nothing of science." The students themselves shared in the enthusiasm, especially after Dr.
Boyster as a prospective benefactor, was having Latin poured over him to reduce him to the proper degree of plasticity. They had already put him through the first stage. They had, three days ago, called on him at the Grand Palaver and served him with a pamphlet on "The Excavation of Mitylene" as a sort of writ.
"No, no; this is only for field sports," said the president; "sunt quos curriculo " To which Dr. Boyster on the other side added, like a chorus, "pulverem Olympicum." This was their favourite quotation.
Nihil humunum alienum, eh?" and he broke into a loud, explosive laugh, while his spectacles irradiated that peculiar form of glee derived from a Latin quotation by those able to enjoy it. Dr. Boyster, walking on the other side of Mr. Tomlinson, joined in the laugh in a deep, reverberating chorus. The two had the Wizard of Finance between them, and they were marching him up to the University.
Within five minutes the president and Tomlinson and Dr. Boyster were gravely discussing on what terms and in what way Fred might be admitted to study in the faculty of industrial science.
It always gave President Boomer a chance to speak of the final letter "m" in Latin poetry, and to say that in his opinion the so-called elision of the final "m" was more properly a dropping of the vowel with a repercussion of the two last consonants. He supported this by quoting Ammianus, at which Dr. Boyster exclaimed, "Pooh! Ammianus: more dog Latin!" and appealed to Mr.
In short it was clear as it was meant to be that the need of the moment was a sum of money sufficient to enable the president to dismiss everybody but himself and Dr. Boyster. The latter stood in a class all by himself.
We are always happy to grant it to our benefactors by a vote of the faculty." Here Dr. Boomer and Dr. Boyster wheeled half round and looked quietly and steadily at the Wizard of Finance. To both their minds it was perfectly plain that an honourable bargain was being struck. "Yes, Mr.
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