Javes had not come here to deal with neighbourly disputes. This didn’t seem to be the right avenue to deal with the proctor directly.
He turned around and, under comments that “the youth of today have no patience,” made his way back to the hall downstairs, left the building and went to the Meteorology Department in the Scriptorium.
Many people in the doga building had already gone home, but he was surprised at how busy it still was in the Scriptorium. The notice board in the hall said that there was to be a lecture tonight. Since when did they have night lectures?
The door to Viki’s office was open. A light was on inside, and voices drifted into the hallway. As Javes approached, someone said, “Yes, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
The man came into the hallway—he was one of the office staff. He
