Drummond clucked his tongue and shook his head.<br/><br/>"That is half an answer. While not incorrect, it is incomplete." The professor stood up from desk and began to pace around Marlena, circling her much like a predator would circle a helpless piece of prey. He walked with the cane, letting it tap the ground in front of him with every step. "You are a disappointment to your parents and there is an aspect of punishment here at St. Catherine's. Perhaps more than an aspect. But we do not simply punish girls at St. Catherine's."<br/><br/>He continued to circle her, slowly, the cane tapping rhythmically with every step.<br/><br/>"You are here, quite simply, because your parents have found you worthless and you have proven yourself to be so. Understand that very clearly, Miss McCoy. The money that your parents paid was not a fee." He stopped now, directly in front of Marlena and tapped her hard on the forehead with the head of the cane. "It was an investment. Your worthless, pathetic hide has been brought here to be made into something worthwhile. But that worth must be EARNED, Ms. McCoy. Behavior such as you exhibited today will not earn you any worth. It simply proves, beyond a doubt, that you will continue to be useless to anyone unless you have been trained properly. Useless to your parents, to your professors, to your fellow students, and to the world in general. Thus, you must learn to properly value the effort of gaining worth."<br/><br/>Drummond stepped to the side and gestured to the desk.<br/><br/>"Bend over. Hands on the desk, Miss McCoy."<br/><br/>He lifted the cane up and slapped it down into the palm of his other hand, his eyes gleaming with predatory instinct...but still, never cracking a smile.<br/><br/>"Your learning experiences begin today."