said quietly. âApril was downstairs before us, and I didnât see her leave the parlor after we came down, so I donât think she had a chance to let him out.â
As soon as the last of the girls found places in Mr. Chadwickâs rigs, Uncle Cal picked up the reins and drove off at Miss Prudenceâs command.
Mandie and Celia had never seen Mr. Chadwickâs School for Boys. So when the rig drove up a long winding driveway through corridors of trees and came to a stop in front of something that looked like a giant castle, they were speechless. The huge gray stone structure was adorned with turrets, gables, balconies, and gargoyles.
âWhew!â Mandie exclaimed, alighting from the rig. âItâs got everything but a moat.â
âWhat a place!â Celia cried, joining her friend in the yard before the monstrosity. âRobert and Tommy live here ?â
âI think Iâd rather live in our school,â Mandie said. âAt least itâs a real house and not a spooky thing like this.â
âYoung ladies,â Miss Prudence called to the students as they stepped down from the rigs, âget in line quickly, please.â
Mr. Chadwick stood in the huge double-door entranceway. He hurried down the stone steps to greet Miss Prudence. âWelcome to our school, Miss Heathwood and young ladies,â he said, bending to take Miss Prudenceâs hand. âPlease come in.â
Miss Prudence beckoned to the girls, and they immediately fell into line behind her as she took Mr. Chadwickâs arm and entered the huge building.
Mandie and Celia gasped again as they viewed the entrance hallway. The floor was made of shining black-and-white marble. Suits of armor stood along the wall, some with swords and some with spears. Tapestries decorated the high walls above the marble wainscoting. Several huge chandeliers hung from overhead, and in the middle of each one was one of those new-fangled electric light bulbs. The original candlelights were not in use. Antique portraits, surrounded by velvet, silk, and tassels, hung along the way.
The girls jammed the hallway as Miss Prudence and Mr. Chadwick walked to the back where huge double doors stood open, revealing a banquet room large enough to hold five hundred people.
Long trestle tables were lined up through the room and were covered with white tablecloths, sparkling crystal, and shiny dishes and silverware. Holly and poinsettias decorated the room everywhere. Pieces of mistletoe hung from the huge chandeliers overhead. Comfortable chairs lined the walls.
All the girls gasped and sighed as they crowded in the doorway.
âIf the young ladies will please find a seat, the young men will be in shortly,â Mr. Chadwick announced. He turned to Miss Prudence. âPlease excuse me,â he said, leaving the room.
âBe seated, young ladies,â Miss Prudence repeated as she and Miss Hope directed the students to places to sit.
Mandie sat down next to Celia and nudged her. âDid you ever see such a place? I had no idea!â Mandie whispered, looking around in awe.
âItâs like stepping back into the seventeenth century,â Celia replied.
As soon as the last girl was seated, uniformed maids came into the room and worked their way around, taking coats and hats as they were removed, and then leaving the room with the garments.
Miss Prudence stood at the doorway watching, and the girls dared not speak. Miss Hope walked to the back of the room and waited.
Mandieâs heart beat wildly at the excitement of such a place. She had seen pictures of places like this in history books, but she didnât realize they were still in existence. I canât wait to get home and tell Joe about this castle , she thought. He wonât believe me . Mandieâs friend Joe always got involved in Mandieâs adventures, but this was one he wouldnât be able to share.
Just then Mandie heard the sound of
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