Regiment of Women
d hair as she went, much in the manner of a countryman squaring for a fight, opened the door, after a tap
r's baton, emphasising with it the points of the story she was evidently telling. A map and some portraits were pinned to the blackboard beside her, and the children's heads were grouped, three and four together, over pictures apparently taken from the open portfolio lying before her on the desk. But their eyes were on Miss Durand, and the varying
rds. Oh, go on, Miss D
orbed, went on and the c
eir places-to be obviously and hugely enjoying themselves-in school hours-and the
denied that Alwynne, at that period of her career, was lax and lavish in speech,
Are you awar
and the class
. Miss Vigers's presence intimidated: each peeping personality retired, snail-like, into its schoolgirl shell. With a curious yet distinct consciousness of guilt, they edged away from the two women, huddling sheepis
looked down at Miss Vigers from her hi
ers! How you
to attract your attention for some
clock. The hands stoo
ked penitently, "i
he class, all e
licent!" She singled out a dreamy child, who was taking surreptitious advantage of the inte
reminded-in goes a penny to the mission-and each time you forget to remind me, you do the
nodded, seriou
urned to
uddle. Children-pick up those pictures: at least-Helen and Milly! Go back to your desks,
ying quite clearly that she considered th
a's eyes
, Miss Durand. It's nearly one. Miss Hartill
rmured Alwyn
t Henrietta caught it. Justifiably, she detested slang. She stiffe
sure it rang?" (This to Henrietta, who never slackened her supervision of the relays of prefects responsible f
gs together, and go straight to the Lower Second. I'll come with you. Miss Vigers, I
g, audible enough to any one less absorbed than Alwynne and her class had been, boomed for its last time that morning, the prolonge
rave-distinct
iss Hartill at once," she r
nrietta called after her. "Miss Ha
ication in her voice startled Al
tand! You said
me that she should do so no longer. Miss Hartill is not accustome
eyebrows and rega
tell me that? Are you her m
e regrets, as well as her profound sense of the apology due to the formidable Miss Hartill, were shrivelled in the white heat of her anger at the tone Henrietta Vigers was permitting herself. She was as much hurt as horrified by the revelation of an antipathy she had been unconsci
he veiled rebuke of her ma
are doing, Miss Durand? You keep the children away from their lesson-you alter the s
ng," interrupted Alwynne, between courtesy and i
ll not be tolerated, Miss Durand, in this, or any school. It is not your place to make innovations. I was horrified just now when I came in. The c
's chin
rdly see that it is your business
ou for your own goo
u speak to me in such a tone, y
tta he
you are new to
u no right to
ook a step
nce you came to the school you have been impossi
told," said A
You neither ask
ng herself, but she feared that silent contempt would be lost on Miss Vigers. Also, such an attitude was not easy
countere
obliged to undeceive her; th
y! I intend to. I hope I k
me
h a little high-pitched laug
bsence I take her pl
l, I was tol
e younger mistresses
a housemaid. Will you let me get to my d
a, cheeks flaming, chin i
nsolence, was, she realised, to some extent justified. She had, she knew, exceeded her powers, but she had not stopped to consider whether Alwynne would know that she had done so, or, knowing, have the courage to act upon that
Miss Marsham," she remarke
ne tu
Miss Hartill doesn't, I
d Henriett
eless, and I'm sorry. I'm going straight down to Miss Hartill to tell her so. And if she slangs me-it's all right. And if Miss Marsham slangs
and with her head held high, and a dignity that a friendly word