Chapter 31
Week 12, Instructor Calendar, April 1896
Concordia turned back toward the room. “Ladies, pack up your belongings,” she said, forcing herself to remain calm. “Miss Spencer, open the window as wide as you can. See if anyone is out on the grounds.” She kept trying the knob, hoping it would turn. She banged on the door, too, and gave it several good sound kicks. Nothing helped.
“There’s no one outside, Miss Wells,” Meredith Spencer called out nervously. “The game must still be going on.”
They all went over to the window. Concordia could see that the grounds were, indeed, deserted. Foregoing the dignity expected of a professor, she leaned as far out of the window as she could and bellowed for help at the top of her lungs. The girls looked impressed, and followed suit.
