Concordia took the article and headed for her own office, located in the opposite wing of Founder’s Hall. It was a good deal more spacious than the one Miss Phillips occupied, with a sunny window and plentiful shelf space. Which was filling up rapidly, she noted, as she let herself in and propped the door open for more air. She would have to do something about that soon.
The only unpleasant aspect of her office was its proximity to that of Lady Principal Grant. Lately, Miss Grant had taken to sticking her nose in Concordia’s office and either giving her a task, or asking her about a task she’d already been given, such as the senior play. Concordia wouldn’t have an answer for her on this occasion; there had been no time since she’d returned to see Professor Harrison and determine their pro
