William Beard Majestic Stag

,” said the Dean. “Just the thing for him.
Countryside. Trees. And . .. and ... trees.”
“Mountain air,” said the Dean.
“Only when he’s had a bath.”
Ridcully rubbed his beard. In fact he quite liked the Librarian, who never argued with him and always kept him-self in shape, even if that shape was a pear shape. It was the right shape for an orang-utan.
The thing about the Librarian was that no one noticed he was an orang-utan anymore, unless a visitor to the University happened to point it out. In which case someone would say, “Oh, yes. Some kind of magical accident,” said the Lecturer in Recent Runes.“Yes, he’s been looking peaky lately,” said the Reader in Invisible Writings.“It’d be a real treat for him,” said the Lecturer in Recent Runes.“Home away from home, I expect,” said the Dean.“Trees all over the place.”They all looked expectantly at the Archchancellor.“He doesn’t wear clothes,” said Ridcully. “And he goes ‘ook’ all the time.”38I.OR08 ft^fO LftQfEQ“He does wear the old green robe thing