Chapter 55
Week 18, Instructor Calendar, June 1896
Thou sure and firm-set earth
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabouts.
II.i
Concordia went through the next day in a state of distraction. She was aware of saying goodbye to students, some of them facing a several-days-long train ride home, and of helping Ruby air out mattresses and beat rugs, but she felt as if she were sleep-walking through most of it.
The last task of the afternoon jolted her out of her reverie. She had to brace herself to approach the tower again, Miss Crandall and Miss Pomeroy in tow, as they packed away the last boxes of stage props in the storage room.
“I’m fine, really,” Concordia insisted, after catching the two exchanging anxious glances. “Let’s get this
