You may be seated." The dazed juniors sank limply into their seats.

The tables had been turned upon them with a vengeance.

A page of history a day was bad enough, but the loss of the gymnasium privilege was worse.

The opening game was only two weeks off, and they needed practice.
Julia Crosby put her head down on her desk and wept tears of rage and mortification.

The rest of the girls looked ready to cry, too.
The first bell for classes sounded and the girls picked up their books.