Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 8:47 pm
It was the middle of the night. Lois was woken by someone putting a hand over her mouth and hissing her name in her ear.
"What is it?" she demanded, struggling free and sitting up.
"I heard someone moving." Louise replied. Lois swung her feet out of bed and began to put on her dressing gown.
"Where?" she asked.
"Downstairs." Louise replied. They crept out of the dormitory, neither considering for a moment waking their friends.
"Do you think its a midnight?" Louise asked softly. Lois shrugged.
"It's a cheek if it is - with twice the usual number of prefects here." she said.
"Or maybe it's a burglar!" Louise added, her eyes shining with excitement.
"And maybe it's not." Lois replied, trying hard not to carried away with Louise's excitement.
"We would be like before, when the two prefects chased the burglar who was looking for the secret plans." Louise's enthusiasm was infectious and Lois found herself tiptoeing as they reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Where first?" Louise whispered. Lois headed towards the common rooms, her friend following behind. She paused outside each door in turn, but there was no sound.
"Are you sure you heard something?" she demanded. Louise nodded.
"I did! I was awake and I heard a noise. Let's check the form rooms." They made their way along to the form rooms, but again, there was nothing to be seen. Lois had by now become completely caught up in Louise's enthusiasm, so much so that she didn't even hesitate when Louise suggested checking the study and the staff quarters.
The Entrance Hall was deserted, and both girls stepped as lightly as possible on the polished floor. Lois stopped outside the study door, and turned to Louise, her eyes wide. From within came the unmistakable sounds of someone moving around.
"Go in." Louise said, her mouth next to Lois' ear. "We can stop whoever it is between us!" Fired up by excitement, the two prefects threw open the study door and ran in, Louise throwing her arms around the slim figure by the fireplace and knocking them to the floor while Lois threw the blanket from the sofa over their head.
"Girls!" said a rather muffled voice, which was nonetheless immediately recognisable to Lois.
"Miss Annersley!" she exclaimed, horrified.
“Lois Gellibrand!” the Headmistress exclaimed, getting to her feet. “I might have known. And Louise Winterton. You really shouldn’t have too much to do with Lois, Louise – she has a knack of attracting trouble. I will see you both in the morning – before frustuck.” she added. Her face burning red, Lois made her curtsey and left, Louise at her heels.
The following morning the two girls dressed quickly, Lois giving the others a summary of the evening’s happenings as she did so, and then made their way to the study where the Head was sitting behind her desk, waiting on them.
“Sit.” she instructed, indicating two chairs opposite her. They obeyed. “I would like an explanation.” she said. The two prefects looked at each other.
“It was me.” Louise said.
“It was I.” corrected Miss Annersley. Louise flushed.
“Sorry. I woke Lois because I thought I heard a noise downstairs. We went down to investigate – she thought it might be some of the middles having a midnight feast.” she stopped, and the Head looked to Lois.
“I fail to see hpw this resulted in my being attacked in my study.” she said.
It was the beginning of April when Anna cycled along to see Charles on a Saturday afternoon. The snow was gone and she was delighted to notice spring flowers appearing as she crossed the Platz. As she approached his room she was surprised to hear loud voices and as she stopped in the door she saw Charles engaged in an argument with one of the other doctors, who was simultaneously attempting to take his blood pressure. Anna abruptly turned her back on the room to find a seat, almost crashing in to one of the ward assistants who was hurrying past.
"You here to see his lordship?" the young woman asked. Anna nodded, and she gave a contemptuous sniff. "Hope you can teach him some manners." she said. "Barely civil he is at times." Just afterwards the doctor who had been with Charles pushed past her and stormed off, obviously in a temper and Anna went in to the room.
"You're here." Charles said, sounding pleased. Anna surveyed him from the foot of the bed. "Don't I get a kiss?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Not until you tell me why everyone is complaining about you - and why you spoke like you did to that doctor." Charles blushed as he recalled the language he had been using.
"I didn't realise you would hear." he said, ashamed.
"It doesn't matter if I can hear!" Anna exclaimed. "I know you're fed up, but there's no need to take it out on everyone else! They're only trying to help!" He looked even more ashamed.
"I'm sorry." he said. "I'm just sick and tired of this bed!"
"That's no excuse." Anna said firmly. "And it's not me you need to apologise to." he looked uncomfortable. "You're out of order." she continued, pushing her point home. "And until you write to me and tell me you've apologised I'm not coming back." His face fell.
"I'll apologise, I promise. Please don't do that. You know how much I look forward to seeing you." she relented slightly and sat down.
"How are you, anyway?" she asked. He shrugged.
"They've taken the plaster of this leg" he indicated his right "But I cant do anything with it for about another month, I think. I'm getting massage on it but not often - they're really busy. I'm getting physiotherapy for the other one - have been for a few weeks, but they can't do much while I'm lying on my back." Anna looked thoughtful, and said hesitantly.
"Mother taught me massage - when Mark was bad. So that she didn't have to do it all - he needed so much. If you want..." she left the question unfinished but Charles leapt on it.
"Would you?" he asked. "The nurses will give you anything you need." Rather shyly she got up and went to find someone, returning a few moments later with a bowl of steaming water and a pile of towels.
"Can you lift yourself up?" she asked. "I'd rather not soak the bed." he managed and between them they spread the towels over the sheets. She then dipped the rest in the hot water and rung them out, before placing them on his leg. He gave a sigh of relief as the heat began to work on his tight and sore muscles. Anna left them to work for a few minutes then removed some of them and began to work. He cried out at first but gradually the pain began
to subside and they were able to talk.
"Who’s Mark?" he asked. Anna's hands tightened involuntarily and he gave a gasp.
"I'm sorry." she said. "I didn't mean it. He's - I mean - he was my brother."
"I'm sorry." Charles said gently, noticing the tears that had sprung to her eyes.
"It's ok." Anna replied. "I would have liked you to have known him. He wouldn't have been much older than you - the same age as Steve. I think you would have liked him."
"Tell me what’s been happening at school." Charles instructed, trying to cheer her up.
She updated him on family and school news, and remembered to tell him about the spring flowers she had seen on her way along. To her surprise he looked miserable about this.
"What is it?" she asked, in alarm.
"It's nearly Easter." he said, unhappily. "I've been in here since New Year. I can't even see outside. Almost our entire relationship has been based around this bed. I can't take you anywhere, I can't buy you anything, and we can't do anything together." She looked thoughtful.
"I have to go - there's a prefects meeting I need to be back for. If you start apologising to all the people you've offended tonight, I'll have a think about it and see what we can do.
She was busy over the next few days, and on the Wednesday it began to rain and continued until the Friday evening, so it was the following Saturday before she made it back to the san. She had had a letter from Charles saying that he had done as she asked, so she set out again on her bicycle the following week. She arrived at his room accompanied by Phil Graves and Laurie Rosomon, who looked distressed.
"Chas, I'm sorry. I didn't realise how bored you were in here. Anna's had an idea - come and see."
"I can't, can I?" Charles demanded irritably. Anna gave him a warning look as Phil and Laurie approached the bed.
"You need to get dressed." Phil told him firmly.
"I'll wait outside." Anna said quickly, realising that Charles wouldn't want her there for the next few minutes. A quarter of an hour later the two men emerged.
"Go in." Laurie said. "But leave it a bit before you do anything else - he's not as good as he thought he was." Anna went in, pushing the wheelchair she had appropriated from the san supply in front of her. Charles was sitting up in bed, dressed now, but pale and breathing heavily.
"Did it hurt?" she asked. He nodded.
"Stupid leg." he said. "I'll be alright in a minute."
"Good." she replied. "We've got all afternoon but we won't be able to get far if you can't move from there!" He looked at her and for the first time noticed what she'd brought with her, and his face lit up. It was difficult to get Charles from the bed to the chair. His fierce sense of independence meant that he refused all offers of help from her and tried to do everything himself. After a failed attempt which resulted in him landing hard on the floor and hurting himself, Anna stepped in. "Come on." she said, when he admitted that the pain had subsided again. She bent down and put her arms around him. He linked his hands behind her and between them they got him upright and standing with his weight on his left leg, leaning heavily on Anna. He was shaking with the effort even that took, and sank gratefully into the chair when she pulled it up behind him.
"Four weeks of physio and I can just about stand on one leg for ten seconds." he said unhappily.
"It takes time." Anna replied. "You can't expect just to be up and running about straight away. You have to take it slowly."
"It's too slow." he replied.
"You've done well today." she said. "You're dressed for the first time – out of bed, and if you'll stop moaning long enough we can go out for a while." he smiled up at her.
"I know. I'm sorry. Let's go." They made their way out of the san, Anna pushing the chair carefully. Once they were outside, however, Charles insisted on pushing it himself and did so with such skill that Anna was amazed. They made their way around the grounds of the san to an area overlooking the mountains, where she sat down and he pulled the chair up beside her.
"You're good with that." she said, indicating the chair. He laughed.
"Mike and I used to play in them when we were young." he replied. "We used to race up and down the corridors in there." She joined in his laughter and they sat together in the spring sunshine for a while, until Anna realised that it was time for her to go back to school. By the time the Easter holidays rolled around, Charles had been allowed back to Freudesheim, and was pestering his father to allow him to go back to work. He could now get about well using crutches, much to his delight, although his right leg was still too weak for him to put much weight on it at all, and he couldn't straighten it fully without a great deal of pain. He and Nick had appropriated Jack's car for their own devices, much to his father’s displeasure, but as they returned it daily without a scratch on it Jack eventually came round to the idea. Charles was continuing with his physiotherapy, but confessed to Anna that he thought it was making very little difference. Her mother had taken Jesanne to Italy for two weeks to help her relax after the stress Nick's illness had caused, and Anna, Nick and Lois had been installed at Freudesheim again as a result. Even with the additions, there was a smaller party than normal at Freudesheim, and Joey reflected sadly that her children would very rarely - if ever - all be in the same place again. Only Charles, Erica, Cecily, Phil and Claire were home for Easter. Geoff had stayed at school to study – he had important exams at the end of the year and not being blessed with his twin's brains had a great deal of work to put in. Felix had stayed in his lodgings for a similar reason.
"And the rest are scattered the world over!" she thought to herself towards the end of the holidays, feeling rather miserable.
As she sat alone she heard the sound of Charles approaching, and she turned
to greet him.
"Everyone else gone out?" she asked, trying to assume her usual cheerfulness. He nodded and collapsed beside her on the sofa.
"They went to the Auberge." he said. "Are you ok, Mamma? You look sad." She smiled at the simple way of putting it.
"A bit." she admitted. "I was just thinking about how you are all scattered so far across the world - and how you probably won't all be together again."
"We are a bit." he said, concentrating on the first half of her speech. "Con and Roger in Austria, Margot in Africa, Ruey, Felix and Geoff in England, Steve and Adrienne in Paris, Roddy in Australia, Mike on his ship somewhere, Felicity on her tour..."
"And Cecily off to London next year, and Phil the year after, and you going goodness knows where."
"I'm going nowhere for the foreseeable future." Charles said.
"But you will, Chas. I don't know what went wrong when you qualified – I never asked and I'm not going to now. But we knew that you coming back here was only temporary."
"It might be, it might not." Charles replied. "It depends..." he stopped short, but Joey finished his sentence for him.
"It depends what Anna wants to do?" she suggested. Charles blushed. "Are you going to ask her to marry you?" she asked. He shook his head.
"Not until I can walk up to her and say it standing on my own two feet." he said. Joey gave him a smile.
"That's my boy." she said. "Always something to work towards."
A clatter of feet and paws in the hall announced the return of the others from their walk and Joey got up to go and greet them, bringing the conversation to an end.
On the last night of the holidays Anna and Charles were together in his room. He was lying back on the bed and she was continuing her massage treatment.
"You're definitely getting better." She observed.
"Doesn't feel like it." he replied. "It's just as sore as it always has been."
"Look, though." she said, indicating his leg. Charles propped himself up on his elbows to do as he was asked and grinned in delight as he observed his leg straightened. She returned the grin and pushed him back into the pillows as she went back to work.
"Hey ho! This shall be the last time we go back to school, ladies." Thus Cecily, dragging her suitcase downstairs the following morning.
"But then its adventure! Excitement! America!" Lois said.
"For you, possibly. And if you tell us every time we have a last time all term then we'll never hear the end of it." Anna added. "Just enjoy it, for goodness sake." Cecily stuck out her tongue.
"Letters." Claire announced. "Two for Chas - Steve and Roddy, by the looks of it. Cecily - Phil - Me - Mamma - Papa - Papa - Mamma - and Lois." Lois seized the envelope with a cry.
"Louise at last!" she exclaimed. "It's about a month since I wrote."
"You don't have time for that." Cecily said. "Come on, we have to go."
They were back in their dorm before Lois got the chance to open her letter. When she did, she let out a shriek that brought the other prefects running from the surrounding dorms to stare - and well they might. Finding no other way of relieving her feelings Lois was turning cartwheels up the length of their long narrow dormitory, while Anna and Cecily stood and watched her, speechless.
Having run out of corridor to cartwheel in she let out another shriek, turned, saw her observers, and, waving the letter, proclaimed,
"They said yes!" Her fellow prefects looked at each other.
"Has she flipped totally this time?" Daphne asked, interested.
"Looks like it." Marie agreed. "Who said yes to what, Lois?"
"Louise's parents!" Lois explained, "Look!" she shoved the letter at Cecily, sat down on her bed, and began to scribble a reply at top speed. Cecily squinted at the letter which seemed to have been written in a tearing hurry, to judge from the writing.
"I can come! They said yes!" she read out "I told them I didn't want to stay home and get married and they said I could go with you! Can't wait! New York here we come! Must go, got to catch the last post! See you soon, Love Lou."
"Louise is going travelling with you?" Anna demanded. Lois nodded, beaming,
"Isn't it wonderful! I wrote and said why didn't she ask her parents and she has and..."
"Yes, yes we know all that." Cecily said hastily, before Lois managed another screech. "But do you really think you and Louise can travel the world together?" Lois looked puzzled.
"What do you mean?" she demanded.
"Between you you have to common sense of a ten year old." Daphne said. Lois looked hurt.
"Thats not fair." she said.
"Oh, leave them." Marie said, laughing. "But you have to promise to write and tell us everything, Lois. If nothing else it'll be fantastic entertainment." Lois nodded, cheering up again.
"I will." she promised, just as another voice asked,
"What is going on here?" Matron pushed her way into the room. "What are you all doing here?" she demanded. "Go back to where you're supposed to be. Lois - why are you sitting on that bed? What's been going on?"
"Nothing, Matron." Cecily said as the others disappeared. "Lois had just had some good news. We'll tidy everything up, don't worry."
"I'll be back to check that you have." the elderly woman replied.
"Matey looks awfully old now." Anna observed as they set to work repairing the damage Lois had done.
"She's retiring at the end of term." Cecily said. The other two looked shocked.
"How do you know that?" Anna demanded.
"And when did you find out?" Lois asked.
"She came to tell Mamma during the holidays and I overheard." Cecily explained. "She's been here for nearly forty years after all. I know I shouldn’t have repeated it but I thought we should be prepared to arrange something from the school." The others agreed.
"We'll think about it." Anna said, as the bell rang for Mitagessen.
By the end of the month the news that Matron would be retiring at the end of term was universally known, Miss Annersley having announced it, and the girls who were into their last term were realising how uncomfortably fast the term was passing. Some were saddened by the thought that their schooldays were almost over, others, like Lois, were looking forward to the next part of their lives. She and Louise exchanged almost weekly letters now, making plans for where to go and what to visit. Elisabeth and Emily also wrote regularly, and even Cecily was beginning to be quite excited about the following year. It was only Anna who was still unhappy.
"I'm going to be miserably homesick." she confided to Charles as they walked - he with the assistance of his crutches - around the Fruedesheim garden. "I've only been away from home for that one term, and I was so miserable. I'm going to miss mother, and you, and Lois, and the mountains and the snow..."
"You'll still have Cecily." he pointed out. "And Elisabeth and Emily. You'll have a great time." she shook her head.
"Why couldn't I have decided to study nearer home? It's going to be terrible."
"It is if you go away with that attitude." he said, pausing for a minute. "If you go off thinking about how awful everything is and how much you miss everyone you're going to be so miserable that Cecily's going to send you back home - and then bang go your teaching plans. You need to at least try and look at it positively. This is what you want to do - you love music.
You're going to spend a year - just a year - studying it intensively so that you can get a teaching job and do what you've always wanted to. Is that going to be so bad?" she shook her head reluctantly.
"Right. And do you think I'm never going to come and see you?" he asked. "I'll be over as often as I can get off - and I'll look forward to seeing you even more than I already do because it won't be so often. You're going to have a wonderful time - make the most of it." she had picked up the first part of his speech, however, and was concentrating on that.
"When you can get off?" she demanded. "Are you going back to work?" he nodded, smiling, and she threw her arms around him. "That's wonderful!" she exclaimed. "Why didn't you tell me? When?"
"I haven't had a chance to tell you." he retorted. "And I'm staring back on Monday. I can't operate - obviously - but I'm going to be doing almost like GP work, seeing the people who come along for less serious things. Then I can either give them something or send them on to someone else."
"I see." she said. "I'm pleased they're giving you something to do."
"So am I." Charles replied fervently. "I'm sick of home, sick of my books, dad's books, everyone else’s books - except Claire's school stories, I haven't read them yet - and I’ve been longing for something else to concentrate on."
"Just don't overdo it." she warned. "The last thing we need is for you to end up flat on your back again through doing something stupid." he rolled his eyes at her.
"I'm working in a hospital." he pointed out. "Don't you think somebody would notice if I did that?"
After her talk with Charles Anna was slightly more optimistic about the following year and began to enter more into the general excitement which was pervading the Sixth. The staff commented on it one evening in the staffroom.
"The sixth are excited about leaving this year." Miss Annersley said sadly. "Even Anna seems pleased about the prospect."
"They're not excited about leaving, they're excited about what they're going to do next." Matron said wisely. "It's that Lois Gellibrand who's been the catalyst. Do you know I caught that girl doing back flips down the corridor the other day? When I asked why, she said, 'I'm excited, Matron." I asked for further information and she said. "It's the pyramids, you see, Matron." I left it at that." she concluded. The others giggled.
"I was in two minds about Lois being Games Prefect this year." Miss Annersley said. "But I think she's done a fine job, despite her - peculiarities. However, to return to what I was saying. Every year the girls have been getting less reluctant to leave."
"Because every year there are more opportunities for them to go to." Kathie Ferrars said. "It's not just leave school - go home - get married any more. They can do anything. Look at Lois - going off travelling."
"Jesanne always was a bit strange - letting a nineteen year old girl go off alone." Matron sniffed.
"But it's not strange any more Gwynneth - thats my point. Things are different." Kathie said, warming to her subject. "Even here - look at Len, Biddy, Hilary, Daisy - all working and good wives and mothers. Jesanne knows that Lois will be miserable if she insists on her staying here, so she's letting her do what she wants just now."
"I don't pretend to understand." Matron replied. "It's a good job I'm finishing up. The job will be better for being done by a younger woman who is more in touch with today's girls."
"On a similar note." Hilda Annersley said, removing her glasses. "I have written to Madame, presenting her with my resignation for the end of next year, and Miss Wilson has done the same." There were cries from around the staffroom. "Nell and I are both in our sixties." Hilda pointed out. "We will not be going far, but like Matron, and Frau Meiders last year we feel that
younger women should be doing our jobs. I am sure." she added with a twinkle "that some of you will apply for them. So we shall go and enjoy our retirement, and leave the school in the capable hands of our successors." She looked around the room. Kathie Ferrars and Nancy Wilmot both looked thoughtful, as did Jeanne de Lachennais. Several of the others just looked shocked.
"We shall miss you, ma chere." Jeanne said eventually. "But I am sure we all see your point."
"We shall miss you all too, I'm sure." Hilda replied. "It is not for over a year, however, so we don't need to think of it any more just now. How about some more coffee?" They all agreed, and the conversation moved on.
Half term rolled around quickly, quicker than most of the Sixth would have liked, despite their outward excitement.
"Our last few weeks of school." Gretchen said sadly when they returned from the Half term weekend. They were sitting in the prefects room, working on articles for the sale.
"It's all right for most of you." Cecily said. "You, and Joanna and Marie and about half the Lower Sixth are all going to be Millies. The rest of us are destined for the big wide world."
"Literally, in Lois' case." said Daphne, who was headed to Edinburgh to study Maths.
"Well, yes." Cecily admitted, her fingers flying over her embroidery.
"It'll be strange, all being split up." Anna said, concentrating on her painting. "Those of you left here for another year - Phil and Frances and Melissa - you'll have a whole lot of new prefects to train up."
"And one of you will probably be head." Marie said. The three sub prefects exchanged glances. This hadn't occurred to any of them.
"It will be strange." Joanna agreed.
The next excitement before the end of term was the arrival one night of Nick in Lois and Anna's study, where they were having cocoa with Cecily before bed. Lois almost jumped out of her skin when the knock came at the window, before hurrying to open it.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded, helping her brother climb through.
"You're insane!" And indeed he looked it, with an enormous grin on his face
and his hands and knees filthy from negotiating the garden.
"I had to come and tell you!" he explained in a whisper. "Dr Jack just said it was ok!"
"Said what was ok?" Anna demanded in a low voice, with a suspicious look at Cecily. She appeared as confused as anyone else, however, and Anna relaxed slightly.
"For me to go back to England!" he replied. Cecily's face fell and Anna, seeing her, decided it was time things were taken in hand.
"Nick, you're not making any sense!" she complained. "Why are you going back to England now?"
"Not now!" Nick shook his head. "After the summer! With you two! To go to university!" Light dawned on all three girls. Cecily leapt to her feet and threw herself on him, delighted. Lois hung back slightly, but Anna was pleased to note that she was smiling. Nick released Cecily eventually and turned towards his sister, rather hesitantly holding out his arms. Lois smiled and stepped towards him.
"I'm so pleased for you." she said softly. "I know how much you wanted it - I'm so pleased you've got it after all this." she looked at Cecily. "You'd better look after him!" she said, tears welling up in her eyes. Cecily nodded mutely, realising that at last Lois was happy about their relationship, and the two friends embraced, tears running down both their cheeks.
"What?" Nick asked, waving a hand towards them. Anna smiled.
"You will never know." she said. "because unfortunately for you, you are a man." Nick made a face at her and climbed back out the window, as she piloted her two friends off to bed.
The second half of term flew by even faster that the first. Almost before they knew it, it was the last day of term and the entire school was gathered in the Hall.
"Well, girls, we are again at the end of another year." Miss Annersley said, facing them. "Today we say goodbye to most of our oldest girls, and to Matron Lloyd who has been with us almost since the very beginning. The following girls will not return to the school and we wish then all the very best and ask that they keep in touch. She read out the names and the girls
applauded. Cecily rose from her seat among the prefects to reply.
"On behalf of most of the two sixths, I would like to thank you all for all the memories you have given us of our time at school. I know that after we leave tonight to go on to other things that you will continue the traditions of our school and it will continue to be as good a school as it is today. To the girls who will be next years prefects - I would like to wish you luck and advise you to follow Miss Annersleys example and counter justice with mercy - know when it is reasonable to relax the rules. Finally I would like to thank you all - all the pupils, the mistresses, and the domestic staff - for all the things you have taught us and the wonderful years we have all had here. Thank you." she sat down and Anna stood up to take her place.
Kathie Ferrars watched her, interested, remembering the terrified fifteen year old Lois Gellibrand had brought into her Inter V class almost four years previously. She had come so far, Kathie reflected, from that day - with her pale face and her long black plaits, trying to hide behind Lois at every possible opportunity and not knowing how to deal with the other girls
- to today - a self-assured young woman with her hair coiled into a knot on the back of her head and a stare that could silence even the rowdiest middles.
"On behalf of the prefects and all the school I would like to particularly thank Matron for all she has done over so many years." she said. "We would like to present her with this" two of the juniors came forward, carefully carrying a large box - "as a memento of all she has done for us and all who were here before us, and we hope she has a happy retirement." Matron came forward from among the ranks of the staff to accept the gift, surprised that the girls had organised this for her, and Anna retired back among the prefects for the remainder of the assembly, which was brief.
Before they knew where they were Anna, Cecily and Lois were standing in the entrance hall alone. They were the last three to leave. Anna and Lois picked up their cases and headed for the door, but Cecily hung back.
"Are you coming?" Lois asked.
"You go on. I'll catch you up." Cecily said. "I've just remembered something." She waited until they were gone and slipped into Hall, where she walked across to the honours boards on the far wall. Her eyes skimmed down to the last few lines, which she read aloud to the empty Hall.
"Marya Cecilia Maynard, Head Girl and Winner of the Karl Anserl Scholarship. 1970-1971.
Anna Maria James, Second Prefect. 1970-1971.
Lois Jessica Gellibrand, Games Prefect. 1970-1971."
Then Cecily Maynard left the Chalet School for the last time and walked out into the sunshine where Anna and Lois were waiting for her, and all three moved on towards the rest of their lives.
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