Tennis Term at Trebizon_The Trebizon Boarding School Series) by Anne Digby

Author:Anne Digby [Digby, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781780317717
Publisher: Egmont UK Ltd
Published: 2016-07-28T04:00:00+00:00

NINE

A walk on the Beach with Robbie

At assembly the next morning, Miss Welbeck referred publicly to the matter for the last time:

‘There’s no need for me to go into the unhappy details of the hoax that was played on the school yesterday afternoon. You all know about it and you also know that this is the second hoax to have been played here within a week. I’ve one simple message to give the hoaxer. This sort of behaviour cannot be tolerated at Trebizon. I’m thinking about you, all the time, whoever you are. I expect you to come forward and own up. Do not assume from my future silence that I’ve forgotten this affair. My patience is long. I shall bide my time.’

There was a deathly hush in the big assembly hall.

‘Phew,’ said Tish, in III Alpha’s form room afterwards. ‘The hoaxer must be shaking in her shoes. Bet she doesn’t play any more.’

‘D’you think she’ll own up now?’ asked Margot.

‘Hope so,’ said Elf.

‘Well, it’s all very well for Miss Welbeck to sit back and wait,’ said Rebecca. ‘But we’re not going to!’ She was still angry that the six of them, and she and Tish in particular, were under a cloud of suspicion. A few funny glances as they’d come out of Assembly hadn’t escaped her notice. ‘We’ve got to be like real detectives – reconstruct the crimes. Somebody, somewhere, must have seen or heard something suspicious. Either Sunday night, or yesterday afternoon, when the glass panel was smashed –’

‘Would you girls at the back please stop talking and go to your desks?’ said Miss Hort, their form mistress, who also took them for maths. ‘And please stop fiddling with your calculator, Elizabeth, and see if you can use your brain this lesson – exercise it a little.’

Miss Hort was rather brusque, with a crisp line in classroom conversation, but the girls liked her.

‘And don’t toss your hair back at me, Rebecca Mason, or I’ll ask you to have it cut.’

‘I was just tossing it out of my eyes, Miss Hort.’

For the rest of that week, the six had the investigating craze. They went around the school questioning people.

Had they seen anybody run out of the main building, just after the fire alarm was set off? Alternatively, had they heard anybody in their boarding house use the phone very late on Sunday night? Did they know anybody who might have a grudge against the school? Or against Miss Welbeck personally?

They followed up various clues. But none of them led anywhere.

‘Half of Juniper House seems to have a grudge about something, if Susannah’s to be believed,’ sighed Margot.

‘Mainly about food though, not the right sort, not enough of it,’ said Elf, with her plump smile. ‘One quite understands that sort of grudge.’

‘We know it’s not a junior, anyway,’ said Sue. ‘It’d be impossible for a junior to sneak out of a big dormitory and use the phone at night, without Miss Morgan or somebody knowing –’

‘And they were at lessons when the fire bell went,’ added Tish.

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