The school bell rang for the commencement of class in short order.

As all the morning classes scheduled were taught by the characteristically punctual Donovan, his continued absence had the class‘ students in a state of ardent speculation.

“It‘s already a dozen minutes past, so what‘s up with Mr. Baxter? There’s no reason why he should be this late, even if he‘s a newly–wed.”

“I don‘t think he’d take it that far, surely? Could he be on medical leave?”

They had no idea that Donovan was not actually late at all. Rather, he was at the lead of a collective of lecturers who had stormed up to Marcus‘ office.

“Mr. Brown!” said Donovan the moment he pushed through the doors. “There‘s a problem with the grades for this round of exams. Hence, I would like for your help in pulling up the class‘ surveillance footage so that we may launch an investigation into it!”

Marcus got himself quite a fright and adjusted his hyperopic glasses before he stood up on his feet. “What‘s going on, Mr. Baxter? Hmm? What brought all of you here as well, Professor Sleight? What‘s wrong with the results???

him quite grimly. “There‘s absolutely nothing wrong with the

that we come to see

up

tea,” Donovan replied humorlessly. “Surely you must know what‘s at stake for this round of examinations, Mr. Brown. We cannot afford to have things go awry

then began to inquire of Arthur in earnest. “You‘re the more

met Donovan’s cold eyes with his own frosty gaze before he

exceptionally well. Mr. Baxter took exception with her scoring full marks for the four main classes and insisted that she cheated. Hence, he is compelling all of us here to have you

he heard, he even thought he ought to have

right. Full

nod and seemingly with

Arthur could

between themselves, there were no solutions to them available online. The only set of answers available had been

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