The Bataclan music hall, six bars and restaurants and the national sports stadium were targeted in an hours-long attack across the French capital that shook the country and left deep scars on its psyche.
With despair — cold, sharp despair — buried deep in her heart like a wicked knife, Miss Meadows, in cap and gown and carrying a little baton, trod the cold corridors that led to the music hall.
It was with difficulty that Tarzan restrained a smile, and after satisfying himself that the tutor was more scared than injured, he ordered his closed car around and departed in the direction of a certain well-known music hall.