The guard put his broad hand out toward Claire.

“This is a private academic event.

You need to lower your voice,” he said.

Claire looked at the circle of well-dressed academics and wealthy parents.

A woman in a silk scarf whispered something behind her hand to the man next to her.

A man holding a leather briefcase shook his head in disgust.

Arthur stepped out of the administrative office and walked quickly down the hall.

He took Claire gently by the elbow.