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Updated: May 22, 2025
A horrified silence fell upon the group of girls at the foot of the stairs. "Miss Pevay," said the Madame, calmly, "bring Nancy Nelson and Cora Rathmore to my office at once. What is that on the floor?" The little lady pointed to Nancy's coat and cap. Nancy, with dry lips, told her. "Have you been out without permission at this hour, Nancy?" asked the Madame. "No, Madame."
"The plug's been pulled, Nance!" she exclaimed. "See that bunch of rags floating? That's what Cora Rathmore stuffed into the hole when she pulled out the plug. She knew the water would soon work them out." "But where's the plug?" asked Nancy. "They took it away with them. It's a mean trick!" gasped her chum. "Why, Nancy! The water is gaining fast.
I can't understand why he didn't come here." "I think he still will," Rathmore said. "I knew him and I knew Nevil Ormm. Ormm's ambitious, and Dunnan is insanely vindictive " He broke off with a sour laugh. "I'm telling you that!" "Why didn't he come here directly, then?" "Maybe he doesn't want a base on Tanith. That would be something constructive; Dunnan's a destroyer.
"You will lose your recreation hours until the Christmas holiday, Miss Rathmore," declared the Madame, rapping on her desk with a pencil. "And don't let me hear any more of this back-biting and unkindness in the freshman class. Understand? You are all four excused." They obeyed the little woman who by turns could be so stern and yet so kind.
Yet all she said in reply to the cruel speech was: "Why can't you let me alone, Cora Rathmore?" "I'll let you alone!" repeated Cora, with a shrill laugh. "I guess I will. And every other nice girl will let you alone, Miss Nelson. Don't be afraid that you'll be worried by friends here. We all know what you are now." Nancy had reached the foot of the stairs and was starting up.
He'd read about somebody who'd done something like that, in one of Harkaman's Old Terran history books. Baron Rathmore had stayed on Gram; so had Rolve Hemmerding. The rest of the gentlemen-adventurers, all with shiny new titles of nobility, had returned. From them, as the two ships were getting into orbit, he learned what had happened on Gram since the Nemesis had spaced out.
Rathmore had lowered his voice, but even so the open landing stage was no place for this sort of talk. He said so, ordered a couple of the locals to collect Rathmore's luggage, and got him into a hall-car, taking him down to his living quarters. After they were in private, Rathmore began again: "It's more than anybody can stand!
But then she remembered she was on honor to stay indoors; so even after throwing her bag out of the window, she gave up the intention. And let me tell you," added Jennie, storming with anger, "if this stuck-up, silly Cora Rathmore doesn't want to room with Nancy, I do!" The excited girl turned to the sobbing Nancy and took her in her arms again.
Gordon might make her trouble. Besides I've promised." The girl was much shaken by her fear of what cruelty Cora Rathmore and Grace Montgomery would mete out to her. Yet she could not play what seemed to her mind a "mean trick" upon the doll-like principal who had been so kind to her. "Oh, dear me! I can't go I can't go!" moaned Nancy Nelson. "It wouldn't be right.
It is a much better school than the one in which you were taught previous to coming to Pinewood, Miss Rathmore; I can accept pupils from Higbee into my freshman classes without any special preparation. "I had no idea that girls under my charge would be so cruel as you seem to be toward Nancy Nelson. Corinne! what does it mean?"
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