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so, and yet in such a way that only we, you and I, understand fully what is occurring.”
    Eve, Jane, and I exchanged frightened glances.
    “You are familiar to some extent with the Gorean world,” she said. “That is clear from the books found in your rooms. Therefore, it is only fitting that such things be considered in your punishment.”
    “Mrs. Rawlinson?” stammered Eve.
    “We shall arrange a party,” she said. “To some, perhaps more than you suspect, it will be clear that it is a Gorean party; to others it will be no more than a delightful, exquisite entertainment, a costume affair, with a Roman or Greek flavor, hosted by the house, to which selected members of particular fraternities will be invited.”
    Such parties, and others, I knew, innocent and pleasant, but subtly, implicitly, and unmistakably stimulating, were not unknown on prestigious, sophisticated campuses
    Needless to say, we were much relieved.
    “The highest fraternities!” said Eve.
    “Of course,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    These would be the fellows from whom even we hoped for attention, and dates.
    Such a party, eagerly arranged and planned by our sisters, would be the talk of the campus, and the envy of other sororities, our rivals, which, I suspected, would soon address themselves to similar affairs.
    “It will take some days to prepare,” said Mrs. Rawlinson. “There is the question of a proper decor, an apt menu, and such. It will not be difficult to arrange music. Dancers, too, may be obtained.”
    “Is this a punishment?” asked Eve.
    “For you three, yes,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    “I do not understand,” I said. “May I rise to my feet?”
    “No,” she said.
    “There would be the matter of costumes?” said Jane.
    “Quite right,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    “How could one come by a proper wardrobe?” asked Jane.
    “It would have to be improvised,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    “Robes, and such,” said Eve.
    “Yes,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    “But the women would have to be veiled,” said Jane.
    Mrs. Rawlinson regarded her.
    “It must be unpleasant to drink through a veil,” said Jane.
    “It shows crudeness, to be sure,” said Mrs. Rawlinson, “but low-caste women, in public, commonly do so. But do not be concerned. Our party will be intimate, and private. In such circumstances high-caste women commonly dispense with veiling.”
    “But they might enter, veiled?” said Jane.
    “Yes,” said Mrs. Rawlinson, “and, if they wish, they may eat and drink behind the veil.”
    “I did not know that,” said Jane.
    I did not know it, either.
    “Much may be done with a veil,” said Mrs. Rawlinson, “at the discretion of its owner, an adjustment, an inadvertence, a slight laxity, a glimpsed cherry lip, a sparkling eye, and the knife is turned about in the heart of some luckless fellow.”
    “Delightful,” said Eve.
    “How will we distribute the garments, the roles?” asked Jane.
    “Would not everyone choose those of high caste, even those of Ubaras?” I asked.
    “We will select the roles, and distribute them by lot,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    “Very well,” said Jane. “That seems fair. It would not do to have thirty Ubaras in the house.”
    “The lots, to some extent,” said Mrs. Rawlinson, “will be rigged.”
    “How is that?” asked Eve.
    “I think that Nora will be our Ubara,” she said, “and certain of her friends the Ubara’s confidantes, or attendants.”
    “Why is that?” asked Jane.
    “My choice,” said Mrs. Rawlinson.
    “Oh,” said Jane.
    I was sure that Mrs. Rawlinson was very much aware of certain interpersonal relationships obtaining in the house. There was no secret about such things.
    “I hope,” said Eve, “I will be of the Merchants. Their robes are yellow and white, or gold and white. I think I would look stunning in such robes.”
    Eve had strikingly dark hair.
    “I trust I will be of the Builders,” said Jane. “Their robes are yellow.”
    “Their official caste robes,”