The Donaldson controversy (6)

The next day, I was expecting Wurlizer to tear my essay apart, but we were instead greeted by yet another lecturer. A woman this time. 

“Good afternoon class, I’m Professor Groves,” she said.  “I gather you’ve had conflicting accounts of the course so far.” 

The class said nothing, having learnt from experience not to talk back to the lecturer. 

“I want you all to know that I welcome diverse opinions. I have asked the library and bookshop to ensure adequate and equal numbers of both the Bennett and the Donaldson.  And I shall expect you all to read both.” 

“But Bennett is the better source,” Turner said. 

“Then I shall expect you to explain why, while quoting both in evidence.” 

This silenced Turner, to the extent that even Watson didn’t interject at this point. 

After the lecture I left with Miss Groves, who approached the lecturer. 

“Mum,” she said. “I’d like you to meet Otterence Oblong.” 

“How do you do.” 

“Very well,” I said. “Now that we finally have a lecturer who doesn’t try to impose their favourite text on us.  I gather you’re a county darts player.” 

Prof Groves smiled. “That’s just a hobby, I don’t have much time for darts these days, not with courses to teach. Do you play?” 

“Miss Groves is teaching me.” 

“Is she indeed.” 

“Otterence is my boyfriend,” said Miss Groves. 

“Is he now?”  Prof Groves gave me a keen onceover.  “Then perhaps you’ll join us both for lunch in the cafeteria.  Shall we say noon?” 

“I’d like that,” I said. 

“And you can give me your honest opinions of Bennett and Donaldson.” 

“I’d like that very much,” I said.