The bonfire beside the pond was burning merrily when they reached campus. The girls fed the flames with their wood cache from the tool shed, old school papers, and sticks and leaf litter that had escaped the afternoon rain. Concordia answered their cheerful greetings in as cordial a voice as she could muster. Fortunately, news of Oster’s death had not yet circulated.
Anxious to check for his blueprint, Sanbourne headed for his laboratory, along with Lieutenant Capshaw and David. She wished she could have gone too, but the clever Capshaw had found a way to keep her out from underfoot. She went in search of Edward Langdon.
She finally found him, along with the lady principal, watching the bonfire festivities from the dining hall balcony.
Langdon’s frown deepened as she recounted the disco
