Good feelings washed over them, mixed with pride and determination.
It was as if their cause, their righteous quest, had been anointed
by a high priestess.
"It's nice to have friends in high places," commented Andrea,
looking around appreciatively. They were in a large, rectangular
room outfitted as a lounge. At the front facing the entrance hall,
the walls gave way to glass, so it was something like being in a fish bowl.
Someone suggested shutting the curtains but Helen objected.
"No, don't. I want to watch for them to come in. I'm going to
take their pictures."
There was general laughter at this and Andrea slapped her on the back,
"go gittum, Helen."
Roz advised the other witnesses not to be intimidated by the panel.
"Hey, I've known most of them for years and they are no better than we are."
She had held a full time job at Belmont for nearly two years. Roz had been
around and was no spring chicken so the group nodded and took comfort from her.
She, like some of the other witnesses, was also taking courses in
the nursing school. One of these courses was taught by Diana Trenchant.
"Look, here they come now," Helen yelled as a group
of men came into the hall through the open front door.
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