The last week came, and the dirty farce of 'exams', was carried through. The system, as explained by Mrs Creevy, was quite simple.
You coached the children in, for example, a series of sums until you were quite certain that they could get them right, and then set them the same sums as an arithmetic paper before they had time to forget the answers; and so with each subject in turn. The children's papers were, of course, sent home for their parents’ inspection. And Dorothy wrote the reports under Mrs Creevy’s dictation, and she had to write 'excellent' so many times that, as sometimes happens when you write a word over and over again, she forgot how to spell it and began writing in 'excelent', ‘exsellent', 'ecsellent', 'eccelent'.
The last day passed in fearful tumults. Not even Mrs Creev
