Betty Gordon at Boarding School Betty Gordon at Boarding School

The wicked Tommy had a motive in asking for Libbie’s suitcase. It was much smaller and lighter than any of the others, and he swung it deftly into the rack over the vinegary lady’s unsuspecting head. With a deftness, born it must be confessed of previous practice, he balanced the case on the rim so that the first lurch of the train catapulted the thing down squarely on the woman’s hat, snapping a shiny, hard black quill in two.