<em>Violet Edwards &amp; Annalisa, in the Green Bedroom</em><br/><br/>Miss Edwards tucked a leather bookmark into the volume of Latin poetry and set it aside on her desk, which was across from the hearth. She walked past her bed to the door and turned to open it.<br/><br/>(http://i51.tinypic.com/wbz8n8.jpg)<br/><br/>Seeing Annalisa there, Miss Edwards gave her the small smile appropriate to civility with her students. "Good evening, Annalisa," Miss Edwards said to her, waiting for the girl's reply before asking why she had come. She took half a step back, holding the door open in implicit invitation. It was not polite to carry on conversations in hallways, unless as a last resort to keep a gentleman out of one's room after hours.<br/><br/>The appropriate response was "Good evening, Miss Edwards", proceeding either to a question about her well-being or a statement of her purpose. This was to be delivered with a perfect standing posture, hands folded either in front of or behind the body. God help the girl if she deviated at all from this customary exchange. Miss Edwards felt that the proper forms of address and greeting were essential, and could be stern if they were not followed to the letter.