"William Forstchen - Into the Sea of Stars" - читать интересную книгу автора (Forstchen William R)

man, we are to traineffective cogs for the wheels of the administration. And one of the teeth in that cog
must be an understanding of history. Do you agree?"

Maybe it's not termination! "Of course, your Excel-lency, of course." His voice cracked.

"I knew you would agree, my good man. Of course, I've always felt that such courses as File
Management orInteroffice Communications were far more valuable thanyour digging up the ancient past,
but this is an instituteof higher learning so we must be tolerant of minor ec-centricities, mustn't we?"

"Of course."

"Tell me, Ian, how many people staff your department now?"

"I'm the only one. Don't you remember you cut the budget last year, eliminating Mr. Lelezi?"

"Ah, yes. Mr. Lelezi. He taught the history of the Holocaust War and the Second Dark Age?"

"Yes, your Excellency."

"The taped lectures we've made of him are an adequatereplacement, are they not? Save us a significant
sum,don't they?"

It would be termination!

"Tell me, Ian, do we have tapes of your lectures onfile?"

Ian could only nod. The Chancellor had instituted thatlittle trick five years back. The Board of Regents
lovedit, and the Chancellor was now hailed as a bold new in-novator in education.

"Good, Dr. Lacklin, very good indeed. Would you beso kind as to write up a study guide for your
course, intriplicate, and be sure to use the proper forms. I want itin my office first thing Monday
morning."
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The room started to spin. Ian felt as if he were looking -up from the bottom of a deep, deep well, and
the onlything he could see at the end of the shaft was the Chan-cellor's wolfish grin.

"Does this mean," Ian asked weakly, trying to concealthe wheedling tone in his voice, "that my position is
tobe automated?"

"Well, my good man"тАФthe Chancellor laughed, ob-viously delighting in this little diversionтАФ"don't be so
pale and glum. You don't want to spend the rest of yourlife in a classroom, now do you?"

"But history is my life, it's everything."

The Chancellor's grin suddenly became more sinister.