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There was a halt, the piano stopped The boys ere just

starting through the other door, pushed back The harsh, subdued

voice of Mr Brunt was heard, then the boo shout of Mr

Harby, froirls to co up at her, s

their accusation

"I sent the

voice There was a moment of silence Then Mr Harby roared froirls"

The girls glanced up at Ursula, accusing, rather jeering,

fugitive They pushed back Ursula's heart hardened with

ignominious pain

"Forward--irls

set off, keeping time with the ranks of boys

Ursula faced her class, so the ranks of the desks She felt utterly

nonexistent She had no place nor being there She faced the

block of children

Down the roo of questions She

stood before her class not knohat to do She waited

painfully Her block of children, fifty unknown faces, watched

her, hostile, ready to jeer She felt as if she were in torture