I moved to the table, picked up the keys and started for the door. ….Then slowly D descended from the window ledge and dressed himself properly………the room started breathing. Miss F turned to me and told me it looked like my little errand was no longer needed.
When D had got back into his place she turned on him, and set in with a will, amongst other issues calling him yellow and chicken: No one, let alone a woman had ever spoken to him like that! I took my leave asap! Not a healthy place to stick around He got further detention……
In the car on the way home, I challenged her. Would she have caned him in class? Against all conventions and rules?