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He's as stingy as ever!" the spokesman said angrily. "He poisons the whole West Campus."
"Didn't he give everything to the P.P.F.?" I asked.
"Gave 'em the shirt off my back!" Ira cried. "Why d'ye think I can't see to tell time? I'm a sick man!" He sneezed again and wiped his eyes, which were clotted with rheum."Gesundheit," said a student beating him.
"It's night-time anyhow," I observed to the group. "He can't see our shadows to tell time by."
"Ha!" Ira cried.
"That's not the whole point," said the student spokesman. "He's pulled the rug out from under the Rexford administration. Ruined the economy."
"Who cares?" another challenged. "The Administration's corrupt anyhow. All power corrupts."
"And knowledge is power," said a third, whose sign bore the one wordIgnorabimus. "So absolute knowledge corrupts absolutely. Look at Dr. Faustus. Look at Dr. Bray."