Making Time  Arthur's cellphone vibrated. He promptly slapped a
hand over his pocket, trying to quiet the insistent buzzing.
When the professor turned to write something on the board, he
pulled it out and opened it under the table.  You free Thursday?
Arthur frowned at the message from Francis and quickly texted
back, Can't, I have work after school.  Buzz. Before school?
Scowling now, he replied, You know I have rowing before school
four days a week! What about Friday?   Arthur looked up in a
panic. The professor was glaring at him and pointing a finger at
the single word on the board.  "Entailment," Arthur read out
loud in relief. He knew about this. He rattled off a few facts
about eldest sons and the importance of marriage in the age
before his professor gave a satisfied nod.  Once the class's
attention was no longer on him, he glanced at his cell again,
selecting the new message.  Orchestra before school and work
after school.  Irritated, Arthur stuffed the phone back in his
pocket without replying.  "