In the passage a monitress was standing1, and when she saw Kathleen she came up to her and said in an agitated2 tone:
"They are all assembled in the great hall. Go in quickly; you may be in time, after all."
The voice of the monitress quite shook, and there was a troubled, very nearly tearful expression in her eyes.
"But why is the whole school in the central hall?" asked Kathleen. "Why are they not in their different classrooms?"
"Go in—go in," said the monitress. "You will know when you find yourself there; and there is not a moment to lose."
So Kathleen, impelled3 by a curious power which seemed to drive her whether she will it or not, opened the door of the great central hall and entered. She found it quite full. The four hundred girls who composed the Great Shirley School were all present; so were the teachers, and so were the professors who came to give them music and drawing and literature lessons. So was the head-mistress, Miss Ravenscroft; and also, seated on the same little raised platform, were the six ladies who formed the governors. The governors sat in a little circle, Miss Mackenzie in the middle. Miss Mackenzie looked hard and very firm. Her iron-gray hair, her false teeth, her prominent nose, and her rather cruel steel-gray eyes made themselves felt all down the long room. The other ladies also looked as they usually did, except that Mrs. Naylor had traces of tears in her eyes, and bent4 forward several times to whisper something to Miss Mackenzie, who invariably shook her head and looked more stern than ever. There was evidently a moment's pause, and the whole school was in a waiting attitude when Kathleen made her appearance. All eyes were then turned in her direction; all eyes fixed5 themselves on the showily dressed and very handsome child who suddenly entered the room.
"It is Kathleen O'Hara;" "It is Kathleen O'Hara herself;" "Well, she has come at last;" "Yes, it is Kathleen O'Hara," passed from lip to lip, until Kathleen felt that her name had got round her and above her and to right and left of her. She had an instant's sensation of absolute fear. She had a flashing desire to turn tail and run out of the room; but the same power which had pushed her into the room now sent her right up the long central hall past all the watching, expectant, eager-looking girls. Outside some one had said that she would be afraid. No, whatever the danger, she knew she could keep her own. She was not Kathleen O'Hara of Carrigrohane Castle for nothing.
"Come here, Miss O'Hara," said the voice of Miss Ravenscroft at that moment.
Kathleen obeyed at once. She found a seat on the front bench, dropped into it, and at the same moment encountered the almost malicious6 glance of Alice Tennant. She turned away from Alice. That look seemed suddenly to steady her nerves. She was afraid just for a moment that she might give way to something, she knew not what, but Alice's look hardened her heart. Time had been given Kathleen to take her place, to recover any emotion she might have felt by her sudden entrance, and then Miss Ravenscroft rose to her feet.
"It is my painful duty," she said, "to have to say something which distresses7 me far more than I can give you any idea of. My dear girls, you have all been summoned to attend in this hall to-day in order to meet the governors of the school, Miss Mackenzie, Mrs. Naylor, Mrs. Ross, the Misses Scott, and Miss Jane Smyth. These ladies have come to meet you, because they wish thoroughly8 to investigate a most disgraceful matter which has lately been going on in the school."
Miss Ravenscroft paused and looked round her.
"I allude," she said, "to the insurrection in our midst—a sort of civil war in our camp. There are, I am given to understand, in the midst of this hitherto well conducted and admirable school, a number of girls who have banded themselves together in disregard of its laws, and who have made for themselves laws contrary to the peace-abiding principles of this great school and noble institution: who meet at unseemly hours, who preach rebellion each to the other, who dare to publicly break the laws of the school, and who defy the express wishes of myself as head-mistress and the governors of the school by insisting on continuing their wicked meetings. And last night a certain number of these girls actually took it upon themselves to go to London—to do what, I can't say—and to return at midnight, alone and unchaperoned. Such conduct is so unworthy, so undignified, and so absolutely sinful that there is only one course to pursue. The girls who are rebellious10 in the school must be exposed; their conduct must be investigated, and a very heavy punishment awarded to them."
Here Miss Ravenscroft looked round her. She caught the eye of Miss Mackenzie, who beckoned11 to her and whispered something in her ear.
"Miss Mackenzie bids me say that if the girls who belong to this society will at this moment give up the name of their ringleader they themselves will be forgiven. What punishment they receive will only be connected with their work in the school, and may possibly exclude them from competing for certain scholarships during this present term, but for the rest nothing further will be said. But it is essential that the name of the ringleader, as well as her rules and her motives12, should be declared."
Miss Ravenscroft paused again and looked down the whole length of the long hall. She looked to right and left.
"Don't let any girl think," she said after a pause, "that she is acting13 nobly by suppressing information which is for the benefit of the school. I do not ask the girls who are spoken of as the paying girls to expose their companions, nor do I ask those foundationers who have not joined the band of insurgents15 to betray their fellows; but what I do ask is this: that the girls themselves—the rebels—should rise in a body and point to their leader. With that leader the governors will deal. The girls themselves will have forgiveness."
Miss Ravenscroft again paused. The silence which followed might be felt. Susy Hopkins bent her head and sobbed16. Janey Ford17 trembled all over, and clutched tightly the hand of her companion. But no one spoke14. It was at that moment that Kathleen calmly and slowly raised her face and looked around her. She looked back, and caught the eyes of at least a dozen of those foundationers whom she had pitied and helped and been jolly with. She looked to the right then, and met as many more faces of girls whom she knew, and who were members of the Wild Irish Girls' Society. Then very calmly she resumed her nonchalant attitude in the front row of the schoolgirls. Miss Ravenscroft meanwhile stood waiting. Still no one spoke.
"Will no one speak?" she said. "Will no girl present be brave enough to save the school?"
Still there was silence.
"This is a very good and a great school," said Miss Ravenscroft. "It gives for a very trifling18 sum an education worthy9 of the very best and most expensive schools in England. It was founded some hundred years ago, by those who thought much and in advance of their time. In an age when girls were almost uneducated, when nothing further was required from them than a smattering of reading and writing, these wise and far-seeing people said that they would give the girls of the future a chance. So they left money for the purpose, and that money, wisely invested, has borne fruit. The great school was built, and has for generations helped many girls who otherwise might not have been able to earn their own bread. Even for the paying girls the expense for all they receive is but a trifle. But the school does more than that. It was the wish of the founders20 that there should always be one hundred foundationers on the school lists, and these girls are admitted free; they pay nothing in hard cash for what they receive. They are taught liberally; they have the best rooms, the best laboratories; the best music, the best art, are supplied to them. If they have talent they have every chance of bringing it to the fore21, for the education is thorough and generous. But the school does even more than this. It opens up scholarships—many scholarships—of great value for those special girls who call themselves foundationers. Now my dear girls of the Great Shirley School, you must clearly understand that no establishment of this kind can be worked except on certain lines, and these lines mean order, method, and obedience22. Rules must be made, and these rules at any cost must be obeyed. These rules are made not only to enable the girls to get the best possible education out of the school, but also that the greater education of mind and heart, which alone can build up a fine and useful character, may not be neglected. That sort of education can only be given by conforming to principles. Now, there are certain principles which every girl who comes into this school is bound to adhere to. She is bound on all occasions to behave with sobriety, with a sense of modesty23 and true womanly feeling; she is never, if she is a true member of the school, to join herself to rebels who do not believe in its rules. Now, there is not the slightest doubt that the society which you girls—a certain number of you—have joined is rebellious, has bad effects, and has rules of its own which are absolutely contrary to the rules of the Great Shirley School. It is impossible for you to be members of this society and to be members of the Great Shirley School. If, therefore, you do not immediately forsake24 that society, and immediately promise here and now that you will give it up forever, we shall have the painful duty of expelling you from the school. You have a few minutes in which to decide. Nobody wants to be hard on you; nobody wants to be hard on your founder19, although she must no longer take her place as a member of this school; but if you don't confess, very stringent25 and terrible methods will have to be resorted to."
Miss Ravenscroft here resumed her seat. There was a faint applause which came from different parts of the room, but was not unanimous, and soon died away. After that there was silence. Miss Mackenzie bent forward and made some notes in a little black book which she held upon her lap. Mrs. Naylor took her handkerchief and wiped the tears from her eyes; the other governors looked depressed26 and uneasy. Meanwhile Miss Ravenscroft sat with her eyes fixed on the different girls in their different forms. There was no movement. Kathleen drew herself up proudly.
"They're not quite such cads," she said under her breath.
But just as the thought came to her, Miss Mackenzie, the woman most respected and most dreaded27 in the whole of Merrifield, rose slowly to her feet.
"Girls of the Great Shirley School," she said, "your head-mistress, Miss Ravenscroft, has conveyed to you a message from me and from the other governors. The message is to the effect that if those silly girls who have allied28 themselves to that most ridiculous society, the Wild Irish Girls, will give the name of their leader, they shall be forgiven. Do you accept, foundationers, or do you decline?"
Dead silence ensued.
"I presume," said Miss Mackenzie after a pause of a full minute, "that your silence means refusal I have therefore to turn to a certain young girl in this school who was a member of the Wild Irish Girls' Society, and who has now left it.—Ruth Craven, have the goodness to step forward."
Ruth had been seated in the fourth bench. She rose slowly. Kathleen felt a curious tremor29 run through her, but she did not move a muscle; only when Ruth appeared at the edge of the platform, it was with the greatest effort she could keep herself from jumping up, taking her hand, and mounting the platform by her side.
"Step up here, Miss Craven," said Miss Mackenzie.
Ruth did so.
"Will you have the goodness to stand just here, Miss Craven?"
Ruth went to the place indicated.
"You can now face me, and your schoolfellows can also see you.—Girls, I have requested Ruth Craven to take the prominent position she now occupies in order that you may all see her. You all know her, do you not? Those who know Ruth Craven, hold up their hands."
Immediately there was a great show of uplifted hands.
"I presume that you all like her?"
Again the hands went up, and Kathleen's was raised the highest of all. Ruth's little face, however, remained perfectly30 white and still; only her eyes were dark with emotion. She kept thinking of her father.
"I should like that which would make me give my life if necessary," he had said; and her grandfather had said, "Sometimes when you come out on the right side of the ledger31 it means giving all that you possess."
Ruth could scarcely see the faces which rose up like a great ocean beneath her, but she remembered her father's words very distinctly.
"You all see Ruth Craven," continued Miss Mackenzie. "As far as I know, she is a good girl; and I judge by your method of answering my question that she is a popular girl. I know, alas32! that she is poor. I have heard a great deal about her intellectual endowments, and believe that this school could be of immense advantage to her. I believe, in short, that she is the typical sort of girl of whom the founders thought when they instituted this great and noble house of learning. Nevertheless, Ruth Craven must fall if necessary for the good of the many.—Ruth, I wish to ask you a certain question. You were a member of that rebellious society, the Wild Irish Girls?"
"Yes, Miss Mackenzie."
Ruth's "Yes" was very clear; her face looked modest but firm. There was not the slightest hesitation33 in the words she uttered. Her speech was not loud, but it could be heard to the end of the great hall.
"You are no longer a member?"
"No."
"Three days ago I and the other governors sent for you to ask you certain questions. You refused to answer those questions then. We gave you three days to consider, telling you that if at the end of that time you still kept to your resolution there was only one thing for us to do, and that was to make an example of you in the presence of the entire school—in short, to take from you your right of membership, and to expel you from the school, taking from you all privileges, all chances of acquiring learning and the different valuable scholarships which this school was opening to you. We came to this most painful resolve knowing well that it would cast a blight34 upon your life, that wherever you went the knowledge that you had been publicly expelled from the Great Shirley School would follow you—that you would, in short, step down, Ruth Craven. I quite understand from the expression of your face that you are the sort of child who imagines that she is doing right when she keeps back the knowledge which she thinks she ought not to betray; but we governors do not agree with you. There are six of us here, and we wish to tell you that if you now refuse the information which we wish to obtain from you, you will do wrong. You are young, and cannot know as much as we do. We earnestly beg of you, therefore; not to make a martyr35 of yourself in a silly and ridiculous cause.—Mrs. Naylor, will you now say what you think to Ruth Craven?"
"I think, dear child," said Mrs. Naylor, speaking in a tremulous voice, which could scarcely be heard half-way down the room, "that it would be best for you not to conceal36 the truth."
"And I agree," said Mrs. Ross.
"We all agree," said the Misses Scott and Miss Jane Smyth.
"We all think, dear," continued Mrs. Naylor, "that for the sake of any chivalrous37 ideas, quite worthy in themselves, it is a considerable pity for you to spoil your life. You are not the sort of child who could stand disgrace."
"And you don't look the sort of child who would under ordinary circumstances act the idiot," said Miss Mackenzie sharply. "As to the chivalrous nature of your silence, I fail to see it. I hope you have carefully considered the position and are prepared to act openly and honorably. By go doing you will save the school and yourself. Now then, Ruth Craven, will you come a little more forward? Stand just there.—Girls, you can all see Ruth Craven, can you not?"
The girls held up their hands in token that they could.
"I will therefore at once proceed to question her," continued Miss Mackenzie.
There was just a moment's pause, and during that complete silence a dreadful rushing noise came into Kathleen O'Hara's head. The floor for an instant seemed to rise up as though it would strike her; then she felt composed, but very cold and white. She fixed her eyes full on Ruth.
"I will hear her out. I must hear the thing out," she kept saying to herself. "Afterwards—afterwards—But I must hear the whole thing out."
Miss Mackenzie turned, and in a very emphatic38 voice began to question.
"You are prepared to reply to the following questions?" she said.
Ruth's very steady eyes were raised; she fixed them on Miss Mackenzie. Her lips were firmly shut. Nothing could be quieter than her attitude; she did not show a trace of emotion. Always pale, she looked a little paler now than her wont39. Her darks eyes seemed to darken and grow full of intense emotion; otherwise no one could have told that she was suffering or feeling anything in particular.
"But I know what she is going through," thought Kathleen. She clenched40 her hands so tightly that the nails went into the delicate flesh. She was glad of the pain; it kept her from screaming aloud.
"The first question I have to ask," said Miss Mackenzie, "is this: How many of the foundation girls have joined the rebels?"
Ruth came a step nearer.
"How many? I can't quite hear you."
"I am sorry," said Ruth then, "but I can't tell you."
Miss Mackenzie, without any show of emotion, immediately entered Ruth's answer in a little book which she held in her hand.
"Oh, don't, Miss Mackenzie! Don't be harsh," gasped41 little Mrs. Naylor.
Miss Mackenzie, as though she had not heard the voice of her sister governor, proceeded:
"What is the name of the founder of the society?"
"I am not prepared to say," replied Ruth.
Again this answer was recorded.
"Can you give me an exact account of the rules of the society, its motives, its bearing generally?"
The same negative reply was the result of this question.
"Do you know anything whatever of the disgraceful escapade which took place last night, when a certain number of the members of this society went to London and returned by themselves at midnight?"
Ruth's face cleared a little at this question.
"I cannot answer because I know nothing," she said.
A slight look of relief was visible on the faces of the unfortunate girls who had gone to town with Kathleen on the preceding night. A few more questions were asked, Ruth replying on every occasion in the negative. "I can't say," or "I will not say," were the only words that were wrung42 from her lips.
"In short," said Miss Mackenzie very quietly, "you have decided43, Ruth Craven—you, an ignorant, silly little girl—to defy the governors of this school. All justice has been dealt out to you, and all patience. The consequence of your mad action has been explained to you with the utmost fullness. You have been given time—abundant time—to consider. You have chosen, from what false motives it is impossible to say—"
"My dear," interrupted Mrs. Naylor, "the child means well, I am assured."
"From what false motives it is impossible to say," continued Miss Mackenzie, not taking the slightest notice of the little governor's futile44 appeal, "you have decided to wreck45 your own life and to ruin the school. It was to have been your noble privilege to save the school in a time of extremity46. You have chosen the unworthy course. It is therefore my painful duty to call upon Miss Ravenscroft as head-mistress to expel you, Ruth Craven, from this school. You are no longer a member of the Great Shirley School; you are—"
"Hold!" cried Kathleen.
Her voice rang out sharp and clear. It was heard all over the school, and was so imperative47, so startling, so unexpected, that even Miss Mackenzie lost her self-control and fell back in silence.
"Hold!" cried Kathleen again. "You have said enough. I don't think you ought to go on. You are torturing the noblest girl in the world. But Kathleen O'Hara, bad as she is, cannot endure this last insult. Girls—Wild Irish Girls, you who belong to my society—I as your queen desire you to come forward. Come forward in a body at once."
What was there in the young voice that impelled? What was there in the young face that stimulated48, that caused fear to slink out of sight and courage to come to the fore, that caused hearts to beat high with generous emotion? Not a single girl failed Kathleen in this moment of her appeal. They clambered over their seats; they bent under the forms; they got out in any fashion, until she was surrounded by the sixty girls who formed her society. She glanced round her; her dark-blue eyes grew full of sweetness, and there was a look on her face which made the girls for the moment feel that they would die for her.
"Come, girls," said their queen—"come; there is room on the platform."
She sprang up the couple of steps without another word, and the girls followed her.
"Do what you like with Ruth Craven, Miss Mackenzie," she cried; "but put your questions over again to me, and I will answer them one after the other. Then expel me and my companions; turn us out of the school, but keep the girl who would be a credit to you."
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