"Well Victor Fries, I had to take drastic and immediate action. You were so dour." So she'd waylaid him with a treat and some company.


"You're also in luck, the good Professor hasn't changed his finals in ages so I am pretty sure you can not bother with Byron for the time being. He'll be asking for an essay on one of three authors and I suggest for you," She looked him over critically as if appraising him. "Shelly. Of the Mery variety. Science, gothic sensibilities, drama and poetry all rolled into one with her. And I can help you frame the blue book if you like. BUt the writing will have to be your own."