It was only a few days after this, at twenty minutes past two by the big clock in the hall, that Vivien turned into the Sixth Form room, where most of her fellow-monitresses were a.s.sembled. Her cheeks were scarlet, and her eyes flashed sparks.
"I"ve been having _such_ a row with those wretched kids!" she exploded.
"What do you think a lot of them were doing? Why, they"d actually gone into the gym., where everything had been placed ready for senior drill, and were racketing about with the clubs and dumb-bells. The second they saw me they bolted, and made a dash through the far door and out into the garden, leaving clubs and dumb-bells lying just anywhere. You never saw such a mess as the gym. was in! I had to send Effie Swan and Theresa Dawson to put things in order again. Then I went round to the cloak-room, and asked every single girl if she had been in the gym. Some of them owned up quite frankly, but one told me a deliberate lie."
"A lie! Good gracious! Are you perfectly certain?"
"Absolutely sure. Couldn"t be mistaken. I saw her myself in the gym. She was the very last to run out."
"The mean little sneak! Lying is the absolute limit!" frowned Lorraine.
"We can"t stand that kind of thing--we shall just have to make an example of her. Which kiddie was it?"
"I"m frightfully sorry to have to say it--but it was Monica."
There was dead silence for a moment. Lorraine"s face was grim.
"Are you perfectly sure, Vivien?" asked Claudia.
"If you saw her, there"s no more to be said," declared Lorraine emphatically. "Monica must report herself here after four o"clock, and we"ll deal with the case as it deserves. Nellie, will you please take her this message," rapidly scribbling the summons on a piece of exercise-paper, "and tell her she"s to come before going to the cloak-room. Dorothy, would you mind fetching me the Guilds Register? I"m going to cross off Monica"s name. We can"t have a liar in any of the societies."
"Oh, Lorraine, stop! Don"t condemn her unheard!" pleaded Claudia. "She may have some excuse to offer."
"Qui s"excuse s"accuse!" returned Lorraine bitterly. "I"m afraid it"s only too plain."
"But _do_ let me try to find out! Don"t be in such a dreadful hurry!
Wait a bit!"
"What"s the use of waiting? It had better be done now!"
And Lorraine, with a firm hand, drew a thick ink line through the name of Monica Forrester.
All through afternoon school Lorraine"s head was in a whirl. The fact that Monica was her sister made her the more ready to punish her severely. No one should say that she showed favour to her own family.
After the crusade she had made for discipline, it was necessary to be stern. And yet--Monica! She could not credit the child with telling a lie. Naughty and wilful she had often been, but deceitful and untruthful never. It was indeed a hard blow to be obliged to convict her of such sneaking behaviour. Yet duty was duty, and Lorraine set her teeth. Just before four o"clock Claudia asked permission from the mistress to leave a few minutes earlier, and made her exit while Patsie was collecting the essay books. Lorraine looked at her reproachfully, but of course could make no comment before Miss Turner. Directly the latter had taken her departure, there came a timid tap at the door, and Monica entered, a white-faced little figure with big puzzled eyes.
"You sent for me?" she faltered.
"Yes, I did send for you," replied Lorraine grimly. "I want to ask you, before all the monitresses, whether you were in the gym. this afternoon.
Give a straight answer, Monica!"
"I"ve told Vivien I wasn"t."
"Do you stick to that?"
"Yes."
"But Vivien saw you!"
"So she says. Can"t _you_ believe me, Lorraine?"
Monica"s grey eyes were fixed full on her sister"s face. There was a quiver in her voice. Lorraine steeled her heart and looked away.
"The word of a monitress is sufficient. I have been obliged to strike your name off the Guilds Register, Monica. For this term, at any rate, you won"t have the privilege of belonging to any of the societies. I want you juniors to understand once and for all that you can"t break rules and tell untruths. If you"d only confess!"
[Ill.u.s.tration: LORRAINE]
"I can"t confess what I"ve not done!"
"But it"s been proved against you, so it"s no use persisting in denying it. I----"
"Stop a moment, Lorraine!" cried Claudia, bursting suddenly into the room. "It"s quite a mistake! It wasn"t Monica, after all! I ran downstairs and caught those juniors as they came out. I watched their backs, and Irene Holt has just the same blue serge and b.u.t.tons as Monica, and the same coloured hair ribbon. They aren"t alike in front, but their back views are absolute twins. I took Irene by the shoulders, and told her I _knew_ she was guilty, and letting the blame fall on Monica, and she threw up the sponge at once, literally howled, and acknowledged it was she who had been in the gym. I told her to go and wait in her own form room, and she"s sitting there, boo-hooing for all she"s worth."
"Irene! The little sneak! I"m awfully sorry, Monica!" apologized Vivien.
Lorraine"s face cleared like sunlight bursting through a cloud. Her relief at the turn events had taken was intense.
"Shall I bring up the wretched kid?" asked Claudia.
"Oh, do please forgive her!" pleaded Monica. "She"s such a scared rabbit! She never knows what she"s saying!"
"Well, I call that sporting of you!" said Vivien, smacking Monica heartily on the back. "I vote we just say no more about the whole business. Let Irene scoot off and mop her eyes at home. She"s been punished enough, I dare say."
"Right you are!" agreed the others readily.
"I"ll tell her she may go, then," said Claudia. "Lorraine, for goodness"
sake take a penknife and scratch out that score you made through Monica"s name in the Guilds Register. I told you to wait, but you were in such a precious hurry to execute vengeance."
"I"ll be only too glad to restore the honour of the family," smiled Lorraine.
CHAPTER VI
The Sea-nymphs" Grotto
To make amends to Monica for having doubted her word, Lorraine took her on Sat.u.r.day afternoon to see the Castletons. They found all the younger members of that interesting family amusing themselves in the garden, digging their war plots and sweeping up dead leaves. They were warm-hearted, friendly children, and adopted Monica immediately. By the end of ten minutes she was seated on the dead leaves inside the wheel-barrow, nursing Perugia, with Madox squatting at her feet, Beata and Romola chattering one on each side, while Lilith and Constable brought dilapidated toys for her inspection. As she seemed to be perfectly happy and to be thoroughly enjoying herself, Lorraine suggested leaving her there for a while.
"I thought perhaps you"d like to come and walk with me?" she said to Claudia.
"I"d love it above everything. May Morland and Landry go too?"
"Why, of course, if they care to!"
"You won"t mind Landry?" Claudia hesitated and blushed rosy pink. "You know he"s not quite the same as other boys. You mustn"t expect too much from him. But he"s very affectionate, and he likes to come with us."
"Oh, please bring him! I quite understand!"
Lorraine had indeed seen at once, without any explanation from Claudia, that poor Landry, in spite of his fourteen years, was more childish than Madox. He was a fine well-grown boy, in features perhaps the most beautiful of all the handsome family, with china blue eyes and pale gold hair that curled from the roots, and a mouth that would have done credit to one of Botticelli"s cherubs. In mind, however, Landry had never advanced beyond the age of seven. He was quiet and inoffensive, spoke little, and seemed to live in a sort of dream world of his own. He was devoted to Claudia, and quite happy and contented if he might follow her about and be near her. With the rest of the family, and especially with his stepmother, he was sometimes fractious, but Claudia could always manage him and calm him down. Her invariable kindness to him was one of the nicest features in her character. He clung to her arm now as the four young people set off across the moor.