Chapter 13
Week 5, Instructor Calendar, March 1898
“So will I turn her virtue into pitch, and out of her own goodness make the net that shall enmesh them all.”
“Very good,” Concordia said, reading along from her copy, “now, I want you to look at the last eight lines of that speech, and recite them aloud. With feeling.”
As the student performed the lines, Concordia fumed. Where was Mrs. Isley? She was supposed to be in charge of the play, particularly these time-consuming auditions.
It seemed as if everyone wanted to be Iago. There were a fair number of seniors to get through yet, and Concordia didn’t want the decision to be hers alone. She had a feeling that, although Mrs. Isley liked to be in charge, she wasn’t over-fond of putting in the time involved.
They were nearly finished wh
