The Case of the Haunted House--Part Three
by HA
Shirley could not believe her eyes. It was like Katrina just stepped out of her dreams. She was wearing the same clothing: a long-sleeved white blouse and a checkered skirt. Her silver hair was tied into large pigtails. Her skin was deathly pale. Her light blue eyes, although half-open, seemed to be seeing through Shirley.
Mr. Knight noticed the stares of Shirley and her friends. "Well, this reminds me of how you reacted when you saw Katrina for the first time, Ms. Stratmann."
Ms. Stratmann started to stutter. "Um, well, Mr. Knight..."
"Don't worry about it," Mr. Knight said reassuringly. "Katrina has that effect on people. They get used to it after a while."
"I don't get out much," Katrina said, her voice not betraying any sign of emotion.
"Got that right," Bo mumbled, catching a glare from Ms. Stratmann.
Shirley regained her composure and looked over Katrina, then at the three Knights. She noted that Lucy and her parents shared some physical features, but Katrina did not share anything in common with the Knights, unless there were members of the Knight family that had silver hair.
"I'm a distant cousin of the Knights," Katrina said, fixing her gaze on Shirley.
Shirley was stunned. She had tried to be as inconspicuous with her observing as possible. "What...?"
"She's from the former Soviet Union," Lucy explained. "The Ukraine."
"Really? My parents are from there, and I have relatives living there," Bo said.
"This is hair dye," Katrina said, pointing to her hair.
"It sure is," Lucy said, smiling.
"Oh," Shirley said, stunned again. "It looks very realistic," she commented, still suspicious. For some reason, she found that hard to swallow that Katrina's hair was dyed and that she was from the Ukraine. She did not detect any sign of accent.
"I lost my accent," Katrina told Shirley, who was stunned again.
"So, what brings the head of the Knight Foundation and his family to Sussex Academy?" Blake asked Mr. Knight curiously.
"I've been hearing a lot about how Sussex Academy's been having financial problems now and then," Mr. Knight started to explain. "I faxed Ms. Stratmann yesterday to set up a tour of the campus so that I could assess the situation."
"What have you found out so far?" Bart asked.
"That this place is in need of major repairs," Lucy said before her father could speak. "Also, the computer equipment could use some upgrading." When her mother shot her a look, Lucy grinned sheepishly and said, "Sorry."
"I'm happy to report that the teachers are competent and the material they teach is more than adequate, however," Mrs. Knight added.
"So it's all a matter of updating and renovating," Mr. Knight concluded. "Do you agree?" he asked.
"When you think about it, the computers around here could use upgrading," Blake remarked. "Maybe some of your recent models?"
"You know of our computer line?" Mr. Knight asked the young computer expert.
"I do, but my mom owns a calculator manufactured by the Knight Foundation," Blake explained. "I also know that the Knight Foundation makes hi-tech stuff like computers."
"Not to mention medical equipment, medicines, fertilizers, and eyeglasses," Lucy added proudly, pointing to her eyeglasses. "Plus other things."
"Well, those, too," Mr. Knight said humbly.
"To be honest, this place can use some fixing up," Bo said, looking around. "How long has this place been around? The Middle Ages?"
Ms. Stratmann and Mrs. LeMarche glared at Bo, but lightened up when they saw Mr. Knight laughing. The sight of the head of the Knight Foundation laughing surprised Shirley and her friends. "Ah, this is a relief," he commented, looking at Bo. "The other school I visited last week was so dull. The students there had no sense of humor. They were all work and no play. Brilliant, but boring."
"So if you decide to donate some money, will we be fixing up the place so that it looks modern?" Bo asked.
"Oh, no," Mrs. Knight answered. "The money will be used to renovate, not change completely the school. Repairs would be made, but we wouldn't dream of changing anything that makes Sussex Academy so distinct."
Katrina fixed her gaze on Bo. "You're not like the other students," she observed. "You're not rich."
Bo's eyes widened. "How...?"
"Mr. Sawchuk is here on a special scholarship," Ms. Stratmann explained. "He was a juvenile delinquent heading for reform school until the judge sent him here."
"Is this true?" Mr. Knight asked Bo.
"It is," Bo said with a little hesitation.
"And have you done well?" the businessman asked.
"I have, sir," Bo answered.
"Well then..." Mr. Knight turned to his wife, and they started to talk in private. Mrs. LeMarche marched over to them and stood behind them as they discussed over something. Ms. Stratmann looked concerned as she watched the Knights talk in low tones. She tried to lean in to listen, but the imposing figure of Mrs. LeMarche stopped her. Lucy and Katrina were left to talk with Shirley and the others.
Lucy's scarf caught Bart's attention. "Nice scarf, but isn't it a little warm to wear one?" he inquired.
"It's a family heirloom," Lucy answered quickly, which Shirley noted. "Actually, I consider it a part of me. I like to wear it wherever I go."
"Really?" Shirley took a closer look at Lucy's scarf. "It looks rather ordinary."
"It's got sentimental value," Lucy said.
"What about your glasses?" Blake asked. "They look more like safety goggles than eyeglasses."
"They're a combination of both, really," Lucy explained. "They're designed to be durable like safety goggles, yet able to compensate for poor eyesight. This model is one of our most popular. In fact, this is the prototype I'm wearing."
"How do you know?" Bart asked.
"I was there when these glasses were made," Lucy replied. "In fact, I designed them."
"You seem to know a lot about your parents' business, not to mention you have a little involvement in it," Shirley said to Lucy.
"Oh, I help them out now and then when they ask me," Lucy said. "I have a lot of free time."
"Why's that?" Blake asked.
"I'm sort of a prodigy," Lucy explained. "In fact, I graduated from the University of Redington a while back with a major in computer sciences."
Bo let out a long whistle. "That's very impressive."
Bart looked at Katrina, who kept silent while the others talked. "What about you?"
"I'm home-schooled at a normal pace," the silver-haired girl answered.
"I wonder why," Bo muttered to himself, paying close attention to Katrina's hair. He quickly turned away when Katrina fixed her gaze on him.
"Funny. Something like that should have appeared in the newspaper," Shirley said. "A child prodigy graduating from a university would have made an excellent story."
"Well, the graduation was reported as a standard graduation," Lucy said. "I was just another graduate. Same thing happened when I graduated from high school. It was Dad's idea not to put the media spotlight on me."
"Your father seems to do that with himself, especially with a recent wrestling event held for the Maple Street orphanage," Shirley said matter-of-factly. "I'm a little surprised that he doesn't publicize his charity work much."
"Dad's very modest about his philanthropy," Lucy said, not acting the least bit surprised by Shirley's comment. "He feels that doing something good is a reward in itself. The only time the newspaper knows about his charity work is when someone leaks it out or when he actually does a press release, although he downplays it when he does that."
"Gee, that sounds familiar," Bo whispered to Shirley. "Except for the press release."
"Oh yeah, I really need to thank you, Shirley," Lucy said.
Shirley looked puzzled. "For what?"
"For helping out with the wrestling show," Lucy replied like it was common knowledge. "Not to mention helping catch that saboteur."
"Of course, you were not working alone," Katrina said, looking at Bo and Blake.
"Huh?" Bo said, knowing that only he and Blake knew about Shirley's detective work.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Shirley said.
"Um, maybe you should be thanking the police," Blake said.
"But who helped the police?" Katrina said calmly, staring at Shirley and her friends.
Bart looked at his friends. "Guys, what are they talking about?"
Before Bart could get an answer, the Knights finished their private discussion and returned their attention to the others. Ms. Stratmann looked especially nervous.
"Well, Bo here helped make our decision," Mrs. Knight said.
"I did?" Bo said, noticing how Ms. Stratmann was glaring at him. He had the feeling that he had cost Sussex Academy the much needed financial aid of the Knight Foundation.
"You did," Mrs. Knight answered. "After some discussion, my husband and I have decided not to donate the amount we were considering, Ms. Stratmann."
Ms. Stratmann's jaw nearly fell upon hearing this piece of news. The poor woman looked like she could have a heart attack at any moment.
"Instead, we are doubling the amount and throwing in new computers, chemistry sets, and calculators," Mr. Knight announced. "Everything will be our latest models, of course."
"We feel that a school that can help turn around a young man like Bo deserves our help," Mrs. Knight explained.
Ms. Stratmann breathed a sigh of relief. The danger of having a heart attack was gone.
"Wait a second," Bart said suspiciously. "What's the catch?"
Shirley looked at Mr. Knight, expecting an answer. Bart had given voice to the question she had in mind.
Ms. Stratmann stared at Bart. "Mr. James..."
"Catch?" Mrs. Knight looked perplexed. "Whatever do you mean?"
Bart cleared his throat. "Well, you're offering to renovate Sussex Academy and donate brand new equipment, but you're not asking for anything in return."
"Your point being, young man?" Mr. Knight asked.
"So these days, you don't get anything for free," Bart remarked. "So what does the school have to do in order to get these freebies? Do we have to eliminate a subject like math?"
"Mr. James!" Ms. Stratmann exclaimed. She turned to the Knights. "I must apologize for Mr. James' behavior. He is one of our brightest students, but he is also one of the most unstructured. He keeps asking questions and persists in believing in nonsense like ghosts and aliens."
"Is this true?" Mrs. Knight asked Bart.
"Yes, and I'm proud of it," Bart said.
Mr. Knight thought for a moment. Everyone else assumed that he was rethinking his generosity. "Well, then, I guess we'll have to triple the money we'll be donating to Sussex Academy, won't we, dear?" he said, looking at his wife and smiling.
"Indeed," Mrs. Knight said, nodding in agreement.
"What?" Ms. Stratmann exclaimed in surprise.
"Well, if a school can produce free-thinking students like Bart here, then it must be doing something right," Mr. Knight explained. "Too many students are taught to think based on what others say, not how they feel." He looked at Bart with admiration. "There are limits, of course, like not causing harm to others, but I don't think a belief in the supernatural and paranormal is really harmful to others if possessed by a rational person. In this case, Bart is a rational person."
"I'm beginning to really like this guy," Bo whispered to Shirley and Blake. "Although I have to disagree with Bart being rational."
Shirley ignored Bo's remarks and looked at Mr. Knight with suspicion.
"You still haven't answered my question," Bart said.
"Yes," Ms. Stratmann said. "Although I cannot excuse Mr. James' rudeness, he has brought up a good point. What exactly must we do in order to get your help? I am not prepared to sacrifice anything for money, no matter what, especially any part of the curriculum."
Mr. Knight laughed lightheartedly. "Well, Bart, Ms. Stratmann, you've got me. There is something Sussex Academy can do for me in exchange for our financial assistance."
Bart looked at the others with an "I-told-you-so" face. "Which is?" he asked Mr. Knight.
"Darling, why don't you tell them?" Mr. Knight asked his wife. "I think it's more appropriate if you do."
Mrs. Knight nodded. "Well, in exchange for our financial assistance, we must insist..."
"On selling out to a big company and allowing its propaganda to spread throughout its curriculum," Bart completed hotly.
Mrs. Knight did not look unfazed. "On accepting the Knight Foundation Scholarship Program."
Bart blinked. He was not expecting that answer. "The what?"
"The Knight Foundation Scholarship Program," Mr. Knight said. "Since my wife created it, I'll let her explain."
Mrs. Knight cleared her throat and explained everything. "The Knight Foundation Scholarship Program is essentially an independent study program that encourages free-thinking. Those who are accepted into the program participate in field trips within and without Canada and do various learning activities related to their destination and any relevant school subjects. These activities range from simple papers to show-and-tell individual or group projects, which will count as credit for regular classes. Participants will be excused from normal classes to be on these trips. Participants are also guaranteed money after they graduate from high school in order to further their education or pursue their goals."
"So you get credit for your classes while you get out of them?" Bo said. "Cool."
"Knight Foundation Scholars also get to experience other cultures in other countries firsthand," Mrs. Knight said. "They get to meet students from other countries and some long distance friendships have been formed as a result."
"Who evaluates these activities?" Shirley asked curiously.
"Teachers that will be appointed by the head of the school and approved by me," Mrs. Knight answered. "Or in some cases, my daughter. She's an excellent judge of character."
"Mom." Lucy looked down and blushed.
"Will the teachers be accompanying the students on these field trips?" Ms. Stratmann asked.
"If their schedules allow it," Mrs. Knight replied. "We do have tutors who handle the supervision of the students, so you have nothing to worry about. The parents or guardians are free to come along, if they wish."
"Are participants selected or do they apply?" Bart asked.
"They have to apply," Mrs. Knight answered.
"So what qualifications are you looking for in the applicants?" Blake asked. "Do they have to be smart?"
"I'll let Lucy and Katrina answer anything else on the subject," Mrs. Knight said with a smile. "They know what we look for in Knight Foundation Scholars. They just happen to be members."
"Wait a sec." Bo looked at Lucy and Katrina. "She graduated from a university and she's home-schooled. How can they be Knight Foundation Scholars?"
"I was a Knight Foundation Scholar in high school. Once a Knight Foundation Scholar, always a Knight Foundation Scholar," Lucy replied with a grin. "I serve as an assistant tutor when I'm available and I help out any newcomers to the program."
"Okay, but how is she a Knight Foundation Scholar when she doesn't even attend school?" Bo asked, pointing to Katrina.
"Oh, the Knight Foundation Scholarship Program isn't limited to people who attend school. Any kid at the junior high and senior high levels can be a participant in the program," Lucy answered. "Public or private, institutional or home-schooled, rich or poor, it doesn't matter. As long as the kids fit the qualifications, they can join."
"And what are the qualifications?" Shirley asked.
"To put it simply, you have to be able to think on your own and be willing to work hard and to do good," Lucy answered seriously. "Intelligence and economic status means little in whether or not you become a Knight Foundation Scholar. Sure, you can be smart and it does help, but brains alone aren't the sole criteria for consideration. We look for kids who are civic-minded and who are sincere about it."
"Looks like Molly wouldn't be accepted," Bo whispered to Shirley and Blake.
As if on cue, Molly Hardy approached the group. "Ms. Stratmann, I need to talk to you about something of the utmost importance," the blonde addressed the headmistress, waving a piece of paper.
Ms. Stratmann smiled at her favorite pupil. "Molly, I'm very busy right now," she said, waving to the Knights. "I've been giving Mr. Knight and his family a tour of the campus. I'm surprised that you didn't join us."
"I've been attending my classes, Ms. Stratmann," Molly answered.
Ms. Stratmann turned to Mr. Knight. "Mr. Knight, I'd like for you to meet the student council president and Sussex Academy's star pupil, Molly Hardy. Molly, this is Mr. Knight of the Knight Foundation and his family. Mr. Knight is being generous enough to donate some of his money and equipment to help the school."
"Gag me with a shovel," Bo whispered to Shirley and Blake. Of all the students at Sussex Academy, only these three knew that Molly was a manipulating schemer who would do anything to get her way.
"Without her help, I wouldn't know what to do," Ms. Stratmann said.
Mr. Knight looked at Molly Hardy. "Excuse me, but you are the student council president?"
"That is correct, Mr. Knight," Molly answered politely.
"Oh dear," Mr. Knight said, turning to Ms. Stratmann. "Did you read the fax closely?"
"Of course, Mr. Knight. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known about your visit today," Ms. Stratmann answered. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, the fax also said that I wanted to meet you and the student who was the elected president of the student body or any other student leader," Mr. Knight explained.
"What?" Molly looked like she was ready to explode, but she calmed down.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Knight, but your fax didn't mention that. If it had, Molly would have joined us instead of attending her classes," Ms. Stratmann said regretfully.
Mr. Knight thought for a moment. "Hmmmmmm...maybe I forgot to put it in my fax. I have a bad habit of forgetting things."
Lucy shot a conspiratorial look and a grin to Katrina, who showed no reaction except for a slight nod. This did not escape Shirley's watchful eye.
Mr. Knight checked the time on his watch. "Well, this was shorter than expected. Ms. Stratmann, do let me know if you want to accept our generous offer and I must say that it has been a pleasure in your company," he said, shaking the headmistress' hand.
"Likewise, Mr. Knight," Ms. Stratmann responded.
"It has been definitely been an honor to meet these fine young people," Mr. Knight said, shaking Bart's hand, then Shirley's, and then Bo's and Blake's. "You do this old institution proud."
"You're leaving so soon?" Molly asked.
"Well, I have another school to visit, but if Ms. Stratmann has any questions about anything, I'll be happy to remain longer. I'd be going to the other school early anyway," Mr. Knight said.
"I do have some questions to clarify some things, especially about the Knight Foundation Scholarship program," Ms. Stratmann said. "I think Molly has her own suggestions."
"Really? Well, fire away, young lady," Mr. Knight said.
Mr. and Mrs. Knight, Ms. Stratmann, and Molly began talking about the Knight Foundation's donation to Sussex Academy. As they talked, Bo started back for the lunch area. "Let's get going. We've got about fifteen minutes of lunch left."
"Besides, I think Alicia won't forgive us for leaving her with Parker," Bart said with a wry smile.
Blake laughed, and the boys started back to their table. As he left, Blake saw that Shirley was not leaving. "Shirley, aren't you coming?" he asked.
Shirley eyed Lucy and Katrina. Ever since she met them, her curiosity was piqued. She was astonished at how Lucy knew about her involvement in the wrestling show. She turned to Blake. "Go ahead. I'll be with you shortly."
Blake nodded and joined the others, leaving Shirley to focus on Lucy and Katrina, who were talking. She listened carefully to what they were saying.
"I must use the bathroom," Katrina said.
"Go ahead. I'll get you when we're about to leave," Lucy said.
Katrina nodded and left the group for the school building. Lucy got closer to her parents, the grateful Ms. Stratmann, and Molly. Mrs. LeMarche watched the group closely. Shirley followed Katrina carefully to the school building, making sure the silver-haired girl did not see her.
Entering the school building, Shirley saw Katrina head for the nearest girls' bathroom. After waiting for a minute, she walked in, expecting to find Katrina. Instead, an empty bathroom greeted her. She started looking under the stalls for a pair of feet. Finding nothing, she headed for the door.
"Looking for me?"
Shirley turned around and found Katrina standing behind her.
END OF PART THREE
by HA
Shirley could not believe her eyes. It was like Katrina just stepped out of her dreams. She was wearing the same clothing: a long-sleeved white blouse and a checkered skirt. Her silver hair was tied into large pigtails. Her skin was deathly pale. Her light blue eyes, although half-open, seemed to be seeing through Shirley.
Mr. Knight noticed the stares of Shirley and her friends. "Well, this reminds me of how you reacted when you saw Katrina for the first time, Ms. Stratmann."
Ms. Stratmann started to stutter. "Um, well, Mr. Knight..."
"Don't worry about it," Mr. Knight said reassuringly. "Katrina has that effect on people. They get used to it after a while."
"I don't get out much," Katrina said, her voice not betraying any sign of emotion.
"Got that right," Bo mumbled, catching a glare from Ms. Stratmann.
Shirley regained her composure and looked over Katrina, then at the three Knights. She noted that Lucy and her parents shared some physical features, but Katrina did not share anything in common with the Knights, unless there were members of the Knight family that had silver hair.
"I'm a distant cousin of the Knights," Katrina said, fixing her gaze on Shirley.
Shirley was stunned. She had tried to be as inconspicuous with her observing as possible. "What...?"
"She's from the former Soviet Union," Lucy explained. "The Ukraine."
"Really? My parents are from there, and I have relatives living there," Bo said.
"This is hair dye," Katrina said, pointing to her hair.
"It sure is," Lucy said, smiling.
"Oh," Shirley said, stunned again. "It looks very realistic," she commented, still suspicious. For some reason, she found that hard to swallow that Katrina's hair was dyed and that she was from the Ukraine. She did not detect any sign of accent.
"I lost my accent," Katrina told Shirley, who was stunned again.
"So, what brings the head of the Knight Foundation and his family to Sussex Academy?" Blake asked Mr. Knight curiously.
"I've been hearing a lot about how Sussex Academy's been having financial problems now and then," Mr. Knight started to explain. "I faxed Ms. Stratmann yesterday to set up a tour of the campus so that I could assess the situation."
"What have you found out so far?" Bart asked.
"That this place is in need of major repairs," Lucy said before her father could speak. "Also, the computer equipment could use some upgrading." When her mother shot her a look, Lucy grinned sheepishly and said, "Sorry."
"I'm happy to report that the teachers are competent and the material they teach is more than adequate, however," Mrs. Knight added.
"So it's all a matter of updating and renovating," Mr. Knight concluded. "Do you agree?" he asked.
"When you think about it, the computers around here could use upgrading," Blake remarked. "Maybe some of your recent models?"
"You know of our computer line?" Mr. Knight asked the young computer expert.
"I do, but my mom owns a calculator manufactured by the Knight Foundation," Blake explained. "I also know that the Knight Foundation makes hi-tech stuff like computers."
"Not to mention medical equipment, medicines, fertilizers, and eyeglasses," Lucy added proudly, pointing to her eyeglasses. "Plus other things."
"Well, those, too," Mr. Knight said humbly.
"To be honest, this place can use some fixing up," Bo said, looking around. "How long has this place been around? The Middle Ages?"
Ms. Stratmann and Mrs. LeMarche glared at Bo, but lightened up when they saw Mr. Knight laughing. The sight of the head of the Knight Foundation laughing surprised Shirley and her friends. "Ah, this is a relief," he commented, looking at Bo. "The other school I visited last week was so dull. The students there had no sense of humor. They were all work and no play. Brilliant, but boring."
"So if you decide to donate some money, will we be fixing up the place so that it looks modern?" Bo asked.
"Oh, no," Mrs. Knight answered. "The money will be used to renovate, not change completely the school. Repairs would be made, but we wouldn't dream of changing anything that makes Sussex Academy so distinct."
Katrina fixed her gaze on Bo. "You're not like the other students," she observed. "You're not rich."
Bo's eyes widened. "How...?"
"Mr. Sawchuk is here on a special scholarship," Ms. Stratmann explained. "He was a juvenile delinquent heading for reform school until the judge sent him here."
"Is this true?" Mr. Knight asked Bo.
"It is," Bo said with a little hesitation.
"And have you done well?" the businessman asked.
"I have, sir," Bo answered.
"Well then..." Mr. Knight turned to his wife, and they started to talk in private. Mrs. LeMarche marched over to them and stood behind them as they discussed over something. Ms. Stratmann looked concerned as she watched the Knights talk in low tones. She tried to lean in to listen, but the imposing figure of Mrs. LeMarche stopped her. Lucy and Katrina were left to talk with Shirley and the others.
Lucy's scarf caught Bart's attention. "Nice scarf, but isn't it a little warm to wear one?" he inquired.
"It's a family heirloom," Lucy answered quickly, which Shirley noted. "Actually, I consider it a part of me. I like to wear it wherever I go."
"Really?" Shirley took a closer look at Lucy's scarf. "It looks rather ordinary."
"It's got sentimental value," Lucy said.
"What about your glasses?" Blake asked. "They look more like safety goggles than eyeglasses."
"They're a combination of both, really," Lucy explained. "They're designed to be durable like safety goggles, yet able to compensate for poor eyesight. This model is one of our most popular. In fact, this is the prototype I'm wearing."
"How do you know?" Bart asked.
"I was there when these glasses were made," Lucy replied. "In fact, I designed them."
"You seem to know a lot about your parents' business, not to mention you have a little involvement in it," Shirley said to Lucy.
"Oh, I help them out now and then when they ask me," Lucy said. "I have a lot of free time."
"Why's that?" Blake asked.
"I'm sort of a prodigy," Lucy explained. "In fact, I graduated from the University of Redington a while back with a major in computer sciences."
Bo let out a long whistle. "That's very impressive."
Bart looked at Katrina, who kept silent while the others talked. "What about you?"
"I'm home-schooled at a normal pace," the silver-haired girl answered.
"I wonder why," Bo muttered to himself, paying close attention to Katrina's hair. He quickly turned away when Katrina fixed her gaze on him.
"Funny. Something like that should have appeared in the newspaper," Shirley said. "A child prodigy graduating from a university would have made an excellent story."
"Well, the graduation was reported as a standard graduation," Lucy said. "I was just another graduate. Same thing happened when I graduated from high school. It was Dad's idea not to put the media spotlight on me."
"Your father seems to do that with himself, especially with a recent wrestling event held for the Maple Street orphanage," Shirley said matter-of-factly. "I'm a little surprised that he doesn't publicize his charity work much."
"Dad's very modest about his philanthropy," Lucy said, not acting the least bit surprised by Shirley's comment. "He feels that doing something good is a reward in itself. The only time the newspaper knows about his charity work is when someone leaks it out or when he actually does a press release, although he downplays it when he does that."
"Gee, that sounds familiar," Bo whispered to Shirley. "Except for the press release."
"Oh yeah, I really need to thank you, Shirley," Lucy said.
Shirley looked puzzled. "For what?"
"For helping out with the wrestling show," Lucy replied like it was common knowledge. "Not to mention helping catch that saboteur."
"Of course, you were not working alone," Katrina said, looking at Bo and Blake.
"Huh?" Bo said, knowing that only he and Blake knew about Shirley's detective work.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Shirley said.
"Um, maybe you should be thanking the police," Blake said.
"But who helped the police?" Katrina said calmly, staring at Shirley and her friends.
Bart looked at his friends. "Guys, what are they talking about?"
Before Bart could get an answer, the Knights finished their private discussion and returned their attention to the others. Ms. Stratmann looked especially nervous.
"Well, Bo here helped make our decision," Mrs. Knight said.
"I did?" Bo said, noticing how Ms. Stratmann was glaring at him. He had the feeling that he had cost Sussex Academy the much needed financial aid of the Knight Foundation.
"You did," Mrs. Knight answered. "After some discussion, my husband and I have decided not to donate the amount we were considering, Ms. Stratmann."
Ms. Stratmann's jaw nearly fell upon hearing this piece of news. The poor woman looked like she could have a heart attack at any moment.
"Instead, we are doubling the amount and throwing in new computers, chemistry sets, and calculators," Mr. Knight announced. "Everything will be our latest models, of course."
"We feel that a school that can help turn around a young man like Bo deserves our help," Mrs. Knight explained.
Ms. Stratmann breathed a sigh of relief. The danger of having a heart attack was gone.
"Wait a second," Bart said suspiciously. "What's the catch?"
Shirley looked at Mr. Knight, expecting an answer. Bart had given voice to the question she had in mind.
Ms. Stratmann stared at Bart. "Mr. James..."
"Catch?" Mrs. Knight looked perplexed. "Whatever do you mean?"
Bart cleared his throat. "Well, you're offering to renovate Sussex Academy and donate brand new equipment, but you're not asking for anything in return."
"Your point being, young man?" Mr. Knight asked.
"So these days, you don't get anything for free," Bart remarked. "So what does the school have to do in order to get these freebies? Do we have to eliminate a subject like math?"
"Mr. James!" Ms. Stratmann exclaimed. She turned to the Knights. "I must apologize for Mr. James' behavior. He is one of our brightest students, but he is also one of the most unstructured. He keeps asking questions and persists in believing in nonsense like ghosts and aliens."
"Is this true?" Mrs. Knight asked Bart.
"Yes, and I'm proud of it," Bart said.
Mr. Knight thought for a moment. Everyone else assumed that he was rethinking his generosity. "Well, then, I guess we'll have to triple the money we'll be donating to Sussex Academy, won't we, dear?" he said, looking at his wife and smiling.
"Indeed," Mrs. Knight said, nodding in agreement.
"What?" Ms. Stratmann exclaimed in surprise.
"Well, if a school can produce free-thinking students like Bart here, then it must be doing something right," Mr. Knight explained. "Too many students are taught to think based on what others say, not how they feel." He looked at Bart with admiration. "There are limits, of course, like not causing harm to others, but I don't think a belief in the supernatural and paranormal is really harmful to others if possessed by a rational person. In this case, Bart is a rational person."
"I'm beginning to really like this guy," Bo whispered to Shirley and Blake. "Although I have to disagree with Bart being rational."
Shirley ignored Bo's remarks and looked at Mr. Knight with suspicion.
"You still haven't answered my question," Bart said.
"Yes," Ms. Stratmann said. "Although I cannot excuse Mr. James' rudeness, he has brought up a good point. What exactly must we do in order to get your help? I am not prepared to sacrifice anything for money, no matter what, especially any part of the curriculum."
Mr. Knight laughed lightheartedly. "Well, Bart, Ms. Stratmann, you've got me. There is something Sussex Academy can do for me in exchange for our financial assistance."
Bart looked at the others with an "I-told-you-so" face. "Which is?" he asked Mr. Knight.
"Darling, why don't you tell them?" Mr. Knight asked his wife. "I think it's more appropriate if you do."
Mrs. Knight nodded. "Well, in exchange for our financial assistance, we must insist..."
"On selling out to a big company and allowing its propaganda to spread throughout its curriculum," Bart completed hotly.
Mrs. Knight did not look unfazed. "On accepting the Knight Foundation Scholarship Program."
Bart blinked. He was not expecting that answer. "The what?"
"The Knight Foundation Scholarship Program," Mr. Knight said. "Since my wife created it, I'll let her explain."
Mrs. Knight cleared her throat and explained everything. "The Knight Foundation Scholarship Program is essentially an independent study program that encourages free-thinking. Those who are accepted into the program participate in field trips within and without Canada and do various learning activities related to their destination and any relevant school subjects. These activities range from simple papers to show-and-tell individual or group projects, which will count as credit for regular classes. Participants will be excused from normal classes to be on these trips. Participants are also guaranteed money after they graduate from high school in order to further their education or pursue their goals."
"So you get credit for your classes while you get out of them?" Bo said. "Cool."
"Knight Foundation Scholars also get to experience other cultures in other countries firsthand," Mrs. Knight said. "They get to meet students from other countries and some long distance friendships have been formed as a result."
"Who evaluates these activities?" Shirley asked curiously.
"Teachers that will be appointed by the head of the school and approved by me," Mrs. Knight answered. "Or in some cases, my daughter. She's an excellent judge of character."
"Mom." Lucy looked down and blushed.
"Will the teachers be accompanying the students on these field trips?" Ms. Stratmann asked.
"If their schedules allow it," Mrs. Knight replied. "We do have tutors who handle the supervision of the students, so you have nothing to worry about. The parents or guardians are free to come along, if they wish."
"Are participants selected or do they apply?" Bart asked.
"They have to apply," Mrs. Knight answered.
"So what qualifications are you looking for in the applicants?" Blake asked. "Do they have to be smart?"
"I'll let Lucy and Katrina answer anything else on the subject," Mrs. Knight said with a smile. "They know what we look for in Knight Foundation Scholars. They just happen to be members."
"Wait a sec." Bo looked at Lucy and Katrina. "She graduated from a university and she's home-schooled. How can they be Knight Foundation Scholars?"
"I was a Knight Foundation Scholar in high school. Once a Knight Foundation Scholar, always a Knight Foundation Scholar," Lucy replied with a grin. "I serve as an assistant tutor when I'm available and I help out any newcomers to the program."
"Okay, but how is she a Knight Foundation Scholar when she doesn't even attend school?" Bo asked, pointing to Katrina.
"Oh, the Knight Foundation Scholarship Program isn't limited to people who attend school. Any kid at the junior high and senior high levels can be a participant in the program," Lucy answered. "Public or private, institutional or home-schooled, rich or poor, it doesn't matter. As long as the kids fit the qualifications, they can join."
"And what are the qualifications?" Shirley asked.
"To put it simply, you have to be able to think on your own and be willing to work hard and to do good," Lucy answered seriously. "Intelligence and economic status means little in whether or not you become a Knight Foundation Scholar. Sure, you can be smart and it does help, but brains alone aren't the sole criteria for consideration. We look for kids who are civic-minded and who are sincere about it."
"Looks like Molly wouldn't be accepted," Bo whispered to Shirley and Blake.
As if on cue, Molly Hardy approached the group. "Ms. Stratmann, I need to talk to you about something of the utmost importance," the blonde addressed the headmistress, waving a piece of paper.
Ms. Stratmann smiled at her favorite pupil. "Molly, I'm very busy right now," she said, waving to the Knights. "I've been giving Mr. Knight and his family a tour of the campus. I'm surprised that you didn't join us."
"I've been attending my classes, Ms. Stratmann," Molly answered.
Ms. Stratmann turned to Mr. Knight. "Mr. Knight, I'd like for you to meet the student council president and Sussex Academy's star pupil, Molly Hardy. Molly, this is Mr. Knight of the Knight Foundation and his family. Mr. Knight is being generous enough to donate some of his money and equipment to help the school."
"Gag me with a shovel," Bo whispered to Shirley and Blake. Of all the students at Sussex Academy, only these three knew that Molly was a manipulating schemer who would do anything to get her way.
"Without her help, I wouldn't know what to do," Ms. Stratmann said.
Mr. Knight looked at Molly Hardy. "Excuse me, but you are the student council president?"
"That is correct, Mr. Knight," Molly answered politely.
"Oh dear," Mr. Knight said, turning to Ms. Stratmann. "Did you read the fax closely?"
"Of course, Mr. Knight. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known about your visit today," Ms. Stratmann answered. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, the fax also said that I wanted to meet you and the student who was the elected president of the student body or any other student leader," Mr. Knight explained.
"What?" Molly looked like she was ready to explode, but she calmed down.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Knight, but your fax didn't mention that. If it had, Molly would have joined us instead of attending her classes," Ms. Stratmann said regretfully.
Mr. Knight thought for a moment. "Hmmmmmm...maybe I forgot to put it in my fax. I have a bad habit of forgetting things."
Lucy shot a conspiratorial look and a grin to Katrina, who showed no reaction except for a slight nod. This did not escape Shirley's watchful eye.
Mr. Knight checked the time on his watch. "Well, this was shorter than expected. Ms. Stratmann, do let me know if you want to accept our generous offer and I must say that it has been a pleasure in your company," he said, shaking the headmistress' hand.
"Likewise, Mr. Knight," Ms. Stratmann responded.
"It has been definitely been an honor to meet these fine young people," Mr. Knight said, shaking Bart's hand, then Shirley's, and then Bo's and Blake's. "You do this old institution proud."
"You're leaving so soon?" Molly asked.
"Well, I have another school to visit, but if Ms. Stratmann has any questions about anything, I'll be happy to remain longer. I'd be going to the other school early anyway," Mr. Knight said.
"I do have some questions to clarify some things, especially about the Knight Foundation Scholarship program," Ms. Stratmann said. "I think Molly has her own suggestions."
"Really? Well, fire away, young lady," Mr. Knight said.
Mr. and Mrs. Knight, Ms. Stratmann, and Molly began talking about the Knight Foundation's donation to Sussex Academy. As they talked, Bo started back for the lunch area. "Let's get going. We've got about fifteen minutes of lunch left."
"Besides, I think Alicia won't forgive us for leaving her with Parker," Bart said with a wry smile.
Blake laughed, and the boys started back to their table. As he left, Blake saw that Shirley was not leaving. "Shirley, aren't you coming?" he asked.
Shirley eyed Lucy and Katrina. Ever since she met them, her curiosity was piqued. She was astonished at how Lucy knew about her involvement in the wrestling show. She turned to Blake. "Go ahead. I'll be with you shortly."
Blake nodded and joined the others, leaving Shirley to focus on Lucy and Katrina, who were talking. She listened carefully to what they were saying.
"I must use the bathroom," Katrina said.
"Go ahead. I'll get you when we're about to leave," Lucy said.
Katrina nodded and left the group for the school building. Lucy got closer to her parents, the grateful Ms. Stratmann, and Molly. Mrs. LeMarche watched the group closely. Shirley followed Katrina carefully to the school building, making sure the silver-haired girl did not see her.
Entering the school building, Shirley saw Katrina head for the nearest girls' bathroom. After waiting for a minute, she walked in, expecting to find Katrina. Instead, an empty bathroom greeted her. She started looking under the stalls for a pair of feet. Finding nothing, she headed for the door.
"Looking for me?"
Shirley turned around and found Katrina standing behind her.
END OF PART THREE
