It was the aim of the school to fit girls for various professions and careers; there was a classical and a modern side, a department for domestic economy, and a commercial class for instruction in business details. Art, music, and nature study were well catered2 for, and manual training was not forgotten. As the school was intended to become in time a center for the county, the Governors had offered two open free scholarships to be competed for by girls resident in other parts of Rytonshire, hoping by this means to attract pupils from the country places round about.
On the morning of September 8th, precisely3 at 8.35, Winona presented herself at the school for the scholarship examination. There were twenty other candidates awaiting the ordeal4, in various stages of nervousness or sangfroid5. Some looked dejected, some confident, and others hid their feel[Pg 16]ings under a mask of stolidity6. Winona joined them shyly. They were all unknown to one another, and so far nobody had plucked up courage to venture a remark. It is horribly depressing to sit on a form staring at twenty taciturn strangers. Winona bore for awhile with the stony7 silence, then—rather frightened at the sound of her own voice—she announced:
"I suppose we're all going in for this same exam.!" It was a trite8 commonplace, but it broke the ice. Everybody looked relieved. The atmosphere seemed to clear.
"Yes, we're all going in—that's right enough," replied a ruddy-haired girl in spectacles, "but there are only two scholarships, so nineteen of us are bound to fail—that's logic10 and mathematics and all the rest of it."
"Whew! A nice cheering prospect11. Wish they'd put us out of our misery12 at once!" groaned13 a stout14 girl with a long fair pigtail.
"I'm all upset!" shivered another.
"It's like a game of musical chairs," suggested a fourth. "We're all scrambling15 for the same thing, and some are bound to be out of it."
The ruddy-haired girl laughed nervously16.
"Suppose we've got to take our sporting luck!" she murmured.
"If nineteen are sure to lose, two are sure to win at any rate," said Winona. "That's logic and mathematics and all the rest of it, too!"
"Right you are! That's a more cheering creed17! It doesn't do to cry 'Miserere me' too soon!"[Pg 17] chirped18 a jolly-looking dark-eyed girl with a red hair-ribbon. "'Never say die till you're dead,' is my motto!"
"I'm wearing a swastika for a mascot19," said a short, pale girl, exhibiting her charm, which hung from a chain round her neck. "I never am lucky, so I thought I'd try what this would do for me for once. I know English history beautifully down to the end of Queen Anne, and no further, and if they set any questions on the Georges I'll be stumped20."
"I've learnt Africa, but Asia would floor me!" observed another, looking up from a geography book, in which she was making a last desperate clutch at likely items of knowledge. "I never can remember which side of India Madras is on; I get it hopelessly mixed with Bombay."
"I wish to goodness they'd go ahead and begin," mourned the owner of the red hair-ribbon. "It's this waiting that knocks the spirit out of me. Patience isn't my pet virtue21. I call it cruelty to animals to leave us on tenter-hooks."
Almost as if in answer to her pathetic appeal the door opened, and a teacher appeared. In a brisk, business-like manner she marshaled the candidates into line, and conducted them to the door of the head-mistress' study, where one by one they were admitted for a brief private interview. Winona's turn came about the middle of the row.
"Pass in: as quickly as you can, please!" commanded the teacher, motioning her onward22.
As Winona entered, she gave one hasty comprehensive glance round the room, taking in a gen[Pg 18]eral impression of books, busts23 and pictures, then focussed her attention on the figure that sat at the desk. It was only at a later date that she grasped any details of Miss Bishop24's personality; at that first meeting she realized nothing but the pair of compelling blue eyes that drew her forward like a magnet.
"Your name?"
"Winona Woodward."
"Age?"
"Fifteen."
"Residence?"
"Highfield, Ashbourne, near Great Marston."
"How long have you lived in the county of Rytonshire?"
"Ever since I was born."
Miss Bishop hastily ticked off these replies on a page of her ledger25, and handed Winona a card.
"This will admit you to the examination room. Remember that instead of putting your name at the head of your papers, you are to write the number given you on your card. Any candidate writing her own name will be disqualified. Next girl!"
It was all over in two minutes. Winona seemed hardly to have entered the room before she was out again.
"Move on, please!" said the teacher, marshaling the little crowd round the door. "Will those who have seen Miss Bishop kindly26 go along the corridor."
Several girls who had been standing27 in a knot made a sudden bolt, and pushed their fellows forward. Somebody jogged Winona's elbow. Her[Pg 19] card slid from her grasp and fell on to the ground. As she bent28 in the crush to pick it up, the ruddy-haired girl stooped on a like errand.
"Dropped mine too! Clumsy, isn't it?" she laughed. "Hope we've got our own! What was your number?"
"I hadn't time to look."
"Well, I'm sure mine was eleven, so that's all right. I wish you luck! Won't we just be glad when it's over, rather!"
At the further end of the corridor was a door with a notice pinned on to it. "Examination for County Scholarships." A mistress stood there, and scrutinized29 each girl's card as she entered, directing her to a seat in the room marked with the corresponding number. Winona walked rather solemnly to the desk labeled 10. The great ordeal was at last about to begin. She wondered what would be the end of it. Little thrills of nervousness seemed running down her back like drops from a shower-bath. Her hands were trembling. With a great effort she pulled herself together.
"It's no use funking!" she thought. "I'll make as good a shot as I can at things, and if I fail—well, I shall have plenty of companions in misfortune, at any rate!"
A pile of foolscap paper with red-ruled margins30, a clean sheet of white blotting31 paper, and a penholder with a new nib32 lay ready. Each of the other twenty victims was surveying a supply of similar material. On the blackboard was chalked the word "Silence."[Pg 20]
In a dead hush33 the candidates sat and waited. Exactly on the stroke of nine Miss Bishop entered and handed a sheaf of printed questions to the teacher in charge, who distributed them round the room. The subject for the first hour was arithmetic. Winona read over her paper slowly. She felt capable of managing it, all except the last two problem sums, which were outside her experience. She knew it would mainly be a question of accuracy.
"I'll work them each twice if I've only time," she thought, starting at number one.
An hour is after all only made up of sixty minutes, and these seemed to fly with incredible rapidity. The teacher on the platform had sternly reproved a girl guilty of counting aloud in an agitated34 whisper, threatening instant expulsion for a repetition of such an offense35, but with this solitary36 exception nobody transgressed37 the rules. All sat quietly absorbed in their work, and an occasional rustle38 of paper or scratch of a pen were the only sounds audible. At precisely five minutes to ten the deity39 on the platform sounded a bell, and ordered papers to be put together. She collected them, handed them to another mistress, then without any break proceeded to deal out the questions for the next hour's examination. This was in geography, and here Winona was not on such sure ground. Granted that you are acquainted with certain rules in arithmetic, it is always possible to work out problems, but it needed more knowledge than she possessed40 to write answers to the riddles41 that[Pg 21] confronted her. She had never heard of "The Iron Gates," could not place Alcona and Altona, was hazy42 as to the whereabouts of the Mourne Mountains, and utterly43 unable to draw an accurate map of the Balkan States. She scored a little on Canada, for she had learnt North America last term at Miss Harmon's, but with Australia and New Zealand she was imperfectly acquainted. She wrote away, getting hotter and hotter as she realized her deficiencies, winding44 up five minutes before the time allotted45, in a flushed and decidedly inky condition.
At eleven a short interval47 was allowed, and the candidates thankfully adjourned48. Outside in the corridor they compared notes.
"Well, of all detestable papers this geography one is the limit!" declared an aggrieved49 voice.
It was the girl who had said that she always mixed Madras and Bombay, and who had studied her text-book up to the last available moment. Apparently50 her eleventh hour industry had not sufficed to tide her over her difficulties.
"It was catchy51 in parts," agreed the owner of the swastika, "but I liked one or two questions. I just happened to know them, so I bowled ahead. That's what comes of wearing a mascot!"
"Don't crow too soon!" laughed the girl with the fair pigtail. "Remember, there are four other exams. to follow. Your luck may leave you at any moment."
"Don't mention more exams.! I feel inclined to turn tail and run home!" declared another.
"There's the bell! Don't give us much time, do[Pg 22] they? Now for the torture chamber52 again! Brace53 your nerves!"
"I wonder if most of them have done better or worse than I have!" thought Winona, as she took her seat once more at No. 10 desk. "A good many were grumbling54, but that sandy-haired girl in the spectacles said nothing. No more did the one with the red hair-ribbon. Of course they might be feeling too agonized55 for words, but on the other hand they might be secretly congratulating themselves."
It was not the moment, however, for speculation56 as to her neighbors' progress. The next set of questions was being distributed, and she took up her copy eagerly. Her heart fell as she read it over. Her knowledge of English history was not very accurate, and the facts demanded were for the most part exactly those which she could not remember. The dread57 of failure loomed58 up large. She could only attempt about half of the questions, and even in these she was not ready with dates. Then suddenly Percy's advice flashed into her mind. "Write from a romantic standpoint, and make your paper sound poetical59." It seemed rather a forlorn hope, and she feared it would scarcely satisfy her examiners, but in such a desperate situation anything was worth trying. Winona possessed a certain facility in essay writing. Prose composition had been her favorite lesson at Miss Harmon's. She collected her wits now, and did the very utmost of which she was capable in the matter of style. Choosing question No. 4, "Write a life of Lady Jane Grey," she proceeded to treat the subject in[Pg 23] as post-impressionist a manner as possible. The pathetic tragedy of the young Queen had always appealed to her imagination, and she could have had no more congenial a theme upon which to write, if she had been given free choice of all the characters in the history book.
"'Whom the gods love die young,'" she began, and paused. It seemed an excellent opening, if she could only continue in the same strain, but what ought to come next? Her thoughts flew to a painting of Lady Jane Grey, which she had once seen at a loan collection of Tudor portraits. Why should she not describe it? Her pen flew rapidly as she wrote a word-picture of the sweet, pale face, so round and childish in spite of its earnest expression; the smooth yellow hair, the gray eyes bent demurely60 over the book. Her heroine seemed beginning to live. Now for her surroundings. A year ago Winona had paid a visit to Hampton Court, and her remembrance of its associations was still keen and vivid. She described its old-world garden by the side of the Thames, where the little King Edward VI. must often have roamed with his pretty cousin Jane: the two wonderful ill-starred children, playing for a brief hour in happy unconsciousness of the fate that faced them. What did they talk about, she asked, as they stood on the paved terrace and watched the river hurrying by? Plato, perchance, and his philosophy, or the marvelous geography-book with woodcuts of foreign beasts that had been specially61 printed for the young king's use. Did they compare notes about their tutors? Jane would[Pg 24] certainly hold a brief for her much-loved Mr. Elmer, who, in sharp contrast to her parents' severity, taught her so gently and patiently that she grudged62 the time which was not spent in his presence. Edward might bemoan63 the ill-luck of his whipping-boy, who had to bear the floggings which Court etiquette64 denied to the royal shoulders, and perhaps would declare that when he was grown up, and could make the laws himself, no children should be beaten for badly said lessons, and Jane would agree with him, and then they would pick the red damask roses that Cardinal65 Wolsey had planted, and walk back under the shadow of the clipped yew66 hedge to eat cherries and junket in the room that looked out towards the sunset.
Winona had warmed to her work. Her imagination, always her strongest faculty67, completely carried her away. She pictured her heroine's life, not from the outside, as historians would chronicle it, a mere68 string of events and dates, but from the inner view of a girl's standpoint. Did Jane wish to leave her Plato for the bustle69 of a Court? Did she care for the gay young husband forced upon her by her ambitious parents? Surely for her gentle nature a crown held few allurements70. The clouds were gathering71 thick and fast, and burst in a waterspout of utter ruin. Jane's courage was calm and hopeful as that of Socrates in the dialogues she had loved.
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"... your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope, Made you of spirit, fire and dew."
quoted Winona enthusiastically. Browning always stirred her blood, and threw her into poetical channels. She cast about in her mind for any other appropriate verses.
"Ah, broken is the golden bowl, the spirit gone for ever, Let the bell toll—a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river. Come, let the burial rite9 be read—the funeral song be sung, An anthem72 for the queenliest dead that ever died so young, A dirge73 for her, the doubly dead, in that she died so young."
"So they finished their foul74 deed, and laid her to rest," wrote Winona, "the earthly part, that is, which perishes, for the true part of her they could not touch. Farewell, sweet innocent soul, of whom the world was not worthy75. To you surely may apply Andre de Chénier's tender lines:
"'Au banquet de la vie à peine commencé Un instant seulement mes lèvres out pressé La coupe en mes mains encore pleine.'
Vale, little Queen! May it be well with thee! Ave atque vale!"
Winona glanced anxiously at the clock as with a hard breath she paused for a moment and laid down her pen. Her theme had taken her so long that she had only ten minutes left for the other questions. There was no romantic side to be expressed in these, so she scribbled76 away half-heartedly. Her uncertain memory, which had readily supplied quotations77 from Browning or Edgar Allan Poe, struck altogether when asked for such sordid78 details as the names of[Pg 26] the Cabal79 ministry80, or the history of the Long Parliament. The bell rang, and left her with her paper only half finished. At one o'clock the candidates were given an hour's rest, and a hot lunch was served to them in the dining-hall. At two they returned to their desks, and the examination continued until half-past four. Winona found the questions tolerable. She did fairly, but not at all brilliantly. Her brains were not accustomed to such long-sustained efforts, and as the afternoon wore on, a neuralgic headache began, and sent sharp throbs81 of pain across her forehead. It was so irksome to write pages of Latin or French verbs; she had to summon all her courage to make herself do it. The last hour seemed an interminable penance82.
At half-past four, twenty-one rather dispirited candidates filed from the room.
"Well, thank goodness it's over! I never want to write another word in my life. My hand's stiff with cramp83!" exclaimed the girl with the red hair-ribbon to a sympathetic audience in the passage.
"It was awful! I didn't answer half the questions. My swastika isn't worth its salt. I shall give it away!" mourned the owner of the mascot.
"They expected us to know so very much; we should be absolute encyclopaedias84 if we had all that pat off at our fingers' ends!" sighed the girl with the fair pigtail.
"How did you get on?" Winona asked the ruddy-haired girl, who was wiping her spectacles nervously.
"Oh, I don't know. It's so hard to tell. I answered most of the questions, but of course I can't[Pg 27] say whether they're right or wrong. Wasn't the Latin translation just too horrible? I yearned85 for a dictionary. And some of the French grammar questions were absolute catches!"
"We went on too long," said Winona. "It would have been much better to spread the exam, over two days."
"Do you think so? I'd rather have 'sudden death' myself. It's such a relief to feel it's finished. It would be wretched to have to begin again to-morrow. I hardly slept a wink86 last night for thinking about it. I'm going to try and forget it now."
Winona nodded good-by to her fellow candidates, and took her leave. How many of them would she see again, she wondered, and which among all the number would have the luck?
"Certainly not myself," she thought ruefully. "I know my papers weren't up to standard. I believe that red-haired girl will be one. She looked clever!"
Winona had spent the preceding night with Aunt Harriet, who offered to keep her until the result of the examination should be published, but the prospect of spending a week of suspense87 at Abbey Close was so formidable, that she had begged to be allowed to return home, excusing herself on the plea that she would like to be with Percy during the remainder of his holidays. It was a very subdued88 Winona who reached Highfield next afternoon.
"Hello, Tiddleywinks! You've lost the starch89 out of you!" Percy greeted her. "Did they say they wouldn't have you at any price?"[Pg 28]
"The result won't be out till the fifteenth, but I expect I've failed," answered Winona gloomily.
"Buck90 up, young 'un! Look at yours truly! I fail nine times out of ten, and do I take it to heart?"
Winona laughed in spite of herself. Percy's complacency over small achievements was proverbial. But she had higher ambitions, and the cloud of depression soon settled down again. Her temper, not always her strong point, displayed a degree of irritability91 that drove her family to the verge92 of mutiny.
"Really, Winona, I don't remember you so fractious since you were cutting your teeth!" complained her much-tried mother.
The days dragged slowly by. Winona had never before realized that each hour could hold so many minutes. On the morning of the 15th she came down to breakfast with dark rings round her eyes.
"I shall be glad to be put out of my misery!" she thought, as the postman's rap-tap sounded at the door.
Mamie made a rush for the letter-box, and returned bearing a foolscap envelope addressed to:
Miss Winona Woodward,
Highfield,
Ashbourne,
nr. Great Marston.
Winona opened it with trembling fingers. But as she read, her face flushed and her eyes sparkled.
"I have much pleasure in informing you" (so ran the letter) "that the Governors of the Seaton High School have decided46 to award you a Scholarship tenable for two years...."[Pg 29]
In silence she passed the paper to her mother.
"Congratulations, dear child!" cried Mrs. Woodward, clapping her hands. "It's the unexpected that happens!"
"Oh, my goodness!" ejaculated Percy. "You never mean to tell me that Tiddleywinks has actually been and gone and won!"
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