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”
He
beat
her
with
what
she
was
to
learn
later
was
called
the
Scholar
’
s
Mate
,
after
four
moves
.
It
was
quick
,
but
not
quick
enough
to
keep
her
from
being
fifteen
minutes
late
for
Geography
.
She
said
she
’
d
been
in
the
bathroom
.
Mr
.
Schell
stood
at
the
desk
with
his
hands
on
his
hips
.
He
surveyed
the
class
.
“
Have
any
of
you
young
ladies
seen
this
young
lady
in
the
ladies
’
?
”
There
were
subdued
giggles
.
No
hands
were
raised
,
not
even
Jolene
’
s
,
although
Beth
had
lied
for
her
twice
.
“
And
how
many
of
you
ladies
were
in
the
ladies
’
before
class
?
”
There
were
more
giggles
and
three
hands
.
“
And
did
any
of
you
see
Beth
there
?
Washing
her
pretty
little
hands
,
perhaps
?
”
There
was
no
response
.
Mr
.
Schell
turned
back
to
the
board
,
where
he
had
been
listing
the
exports
of
Argentina
,
and
added
the
word
“
silver
.
”
For
a
moment
Beth
thought
it
was
done
with
.
But
then
he
spoke
,
with
his
back
to
the
class
.
“
Five
demerits
,
”
he
said
.
With
ten
demerits
you
were
whipped
on
the
behind
with
a
leather
strap
.
Beth
had
felt
that
strap
only
in
her
imagination
,
but
her
imagination
expanded
for
a
moment
with
a
vision
of
pain
like
fire
on
the
soft
parts
of
herself
.
She
put
a
hand
to
her
heart
,
feeling
in
the
bottom
of
the
breast
pocket
of
her
blouse
for
that
morning
’
s
pill
.
The
fear
reduced
itself
perceptibly
.
She
visualized
her
toothbrush
holder
,
the
long
rectangular
plastic
container
;
it
had
four
more
pills
in
it
now
,
there
in
the
drawer
of
the
little
metal
stand
by
her
cot
.
That
night
she
lay
on
her
back
in
bed
.
She
had
not
yet
taken
the
pill
in
her
hand
.
