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"She spoke to me very explicitly," said Deborah. "It is, I think, a
matter of conscience."
"She gave me her mind, also," called out Cara. "Hush, Deborah. Cara;
when it is time for you to speak, I will call upon you to do so. Do you
clearly understand, Honora, what this means?"
"I don't know what it means, except that I will not be Helen of Troy."
"Then who is to be Helen of Troy?"
"Anybody who is sufficiently indifferent to take the part."
"I want to put things quite clearly before you, Honora. You understand
that, on the day when the parents of my pupils arrive here to see their
children, when relations and friends cluster in the old garden, it must
be a member of the school who takes part in all the tableaux and all the
different events."
"Yes, I understand that."
"Will you have the goodness to point out to me amongst my thirty girls
who else could be Helen, `divinely tall, and most divinely fair'?"
Honora's dark eyes seemed to sweep her companions for a moment. Then
she said, slowly:
"That is for you to discover; not for me."
"It means this, then," said Mrs Hazlitt, very slowly. "That because
you pretend to know more than I know, we are to give up the tableaux
altogether, for there is no one else in the school to take the part."
Honora shrugged her shoulders.
"I am sorry," she said.
"You won't yield?"
"I will not."
"You have displeased me extremely. You talk of this as a case of
conscience. I declare that it is nothing of the sort. Helen of Troy
was the symbol of all that is beautiful in woman. Her name has come
down through the ages because of her loveliness and gracious character.
When a schoolgirl like you attempts to override her mistress' maturer
judgment, she acts with wilfulness and ungraciousness, to say the least
of it."
"I am sorry," said Honora.
She turned aside. There was a lump in her throat. After a minute, she
continued:
"But I will not act Helen of Troy."
"That being the case, girls," said Mrs Hazlitt, who had quite resumed
her usual calm of manner, "we must forego the tableaux--that is unless a
suitable Helen of Troy can be found within twenty-four hours. I will
now wish you good-night. I am disappointed in you, Honora, very much
disappointed."
CHAPTER TWO.
FOR HELEN OF TROY.
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