But it was of no avail. She sat in deep thought for a moment or two, and then nodding briskly, dipped the pen in the ink again and began to write. ’ ‘So I heard. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. The black clad students streamed slowly to their positions carrying their instruments like offerings to the pilgrimage. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. In rushed Mr.
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