After so much labor and so many years, what did Pantagruel know?
Gargantua was no bigot: he did not shut his eyes that he might not see, and he believed what his eyes told him.

He saw that Pantagruel worked very hard and spent all his time at it, and yet he got no good by it.

And what was worse, he was becoming daft, silly, dreamy, and besotted through it.

So Pantagruel was taken away from his former masters and handed over to Ponocrates, a teacher of quite a different sort, who was bidden to take him to Paris to make a new creature of him and complete his education there.

Ponocrates was very careful not to send him to any college.