“A wonderful biscuit,” I repeated, trying to put as much sugar into my voice as there was in this very biscuit. You can’t quarrel with the headmistress, I understood that even without Charlotte. Not yet. And then we'll see. I didn't like her attention to the professor at all – and the fact that Charlotte was being used to spy on him.
“But you can’t talk about business all the time, right, dear?” We both know how important it is that every teacher and every student at our amazing Academy feels comfortable. So what about Dr. Norwood? Do you think he's doing okay? I hope that you, for your part, dear, contribute in every possible way to his positive mood.
“I’m trying,” she answered without prompting this time. I don’t know, maybe Charlotte would have expressed it differently, but she either disappeared once again, or simply switched out of the conversation. It would be strange to look back to check; she did not respond to the mental cry. Calling on all my acting talents, I tried to portray the Charlotte as I saw her from Sabella’s words. – Dr. Norwood is an amazing specialist! Meeting his high demands is not always easy, but I hope I can do it. And, of course, I do everything so that he does not have to be distracted from his favorite work by some annoying little things.
– Wonderful, my dear, simply wonderful! – the headmistress was very “sincerely” happy, stretching her lips in a smile, but her eyes remained absolutely cold. A frightening contrast. – If something important happens, or you just want to run to me for a biscuit, I’m always happy.
– Thank you, director! – I stood up: it was clear that the audience was over. – I will be happy to take advantage of your kind invitation. All the best.
– Have a nice day, my dear.
I don’t know how I managed to walk to the door calmly and even turn around with a sweet smile goodbye. But I jumped out into the corridor on trembling legs.
“You did it,” Charlotte said in her ear.
“Did you disappear on purpose to make sure of this?”
– You weren't in any danger. The director got what she wanted and relaxed.
“And before that, did you threaten? What exactly?"
– Exposure, of course. But now all the thoughts of Director Maskelyne are occupied with a patent for a new anti-hangover potion. In order to formalize it as the invention of the Academy, and not Dr. Norwood personally, Maskelyne will have to negotiate long and painfully with Mrs. Svenson. They can't stand each other.
“Who is this Svenson?” – I became interested. I looked at my watch – there was enough time left until the end of the third class, there were no urgent matters. And instead of returning to the pulpit, she turned towards the exit. It will be useful to expose your face to the wind and cool down a little.
– Isolde Svenson heads the patent commission. She respects Dr. Norwood very much, but according to the contract, all his inventions during the period of work at the Panacea Academy belong to the Academy. Anti-hangover potion is not exactly what Director Maskelyne would like to receive, but she will not refuse this either. It sounds undignified, but financially it is extremely promising.
“Yes, I can imagine! And does he have many such inventions? One anti-hangover drug will probably be enough to give up on the job you don’t like and live in peace, without denying yourself anything.”
“The inventions of Dr. Norwood during his work at the Panacea Academy…” Charlotte began to repeat boringly.
"I understood! I wanted to say that Maskelyne has settled down well: she has attached herself to the professor like a leech and is enjoying the fruits of his labors.”
– Dr. Norwood is a genius. Therefore, she will do everything to keep him here as long as possible. Panacea Academy needs those who can maintain its prestige.