By the end of the following day, the campus was nearly deserted. The students and most of the teachers had gone. Even Miss Hamilton was nowhere to be found. Concordia wondered if she had learned anything at the train station yesterday.
The cottage was strangely quiet as she finished grading examinations. She knew she would have no time to work once she visited her mother tomorrow. The rest of the week was sure to be a whirlwind of outings, shopping, and social calls. But the visit would be as good a time as any to share the news of her engagement.
Concordia puckered her brow, wondering how to tell her mother that the engagement was to be kept secret for now. Would Mother accede to that request? Or would she haul Concordia around town, shopping for a trousseau?
That would not do. She wo
