Unknown Artist Brent Lynch Coastal Drive

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The Bursar locked his study door behind him. You had to do that. The Archchancellor thought that knocking on doors was something that happened to other people.
At least the horrible man seemed to have lost interest in the resograph, or whatever Riktor had called it. The Bursar had had a dreadful day, trying to conduct University business while knowing that the document was hidden in his room.
He pulled it out from under the carpet, turned up the lamp, and began to read.
He’d be the first to admit that he wasn’t any good at mechanical things. He gave up quickly on the bits about pivots, octiron pendulums, and air being compressed in bellows.
He homed in again on the paragraph that said: ‘If, then, disturbances in the fabric of reality cause ripples to spread out breath.
‘‑of the expelled pellets, which I estimate in serious disturbances‑‘
Plib.
‘‑may well exceed two pellets‑‘
Plib.from the epicentre, then the pendulum will tilt, compress the air in the relevant bellows, and cause the ornamental elephant closest to the epicentre to release a small lead ball into a cup. And thus the direction of the disturbance‑‘. . . whumm . . . whumm . . .He could hear it even up here. They’d just heaped more sandbags around it. No‑one dared move it now. The Bursar tried to concentrate on his reading.‘‑can be estimated by the number and force‑‘. . .whumm . . . whummWHUMMWHUMM.The Bursar found himself holding his ‘–expelled several inches‑‘