Chapter 21
Week 7, Instructor Calendar, March 1898
I do perceive here a divided duty.
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A short while after Barton left the group, the party broke up. David and Concordia were among the first to leave, while her mother and Mr. Flynn remained behind. “Lily and I have some matters to discuss, dear,” Mrs. Wells said, with an airy kiss to Concordia’s cheek. “But I’ll be seeing you soon. Your spring recess is next week, is it not?”
Concordia nodded. “We’ll make plans for an excursion. Maybe some shopping, or the Atheneum? Splendid. ’Bye, Mother.”
The late-March evening air penetrated Concordia’s shawl and dress with chill fingers. She shivered as they waited for their cab to pull up.
“Here,” David said, taking off his jacket and putting it around her. She nodded her thanks, breathing
