Ian read the memo and then looked at the critiques. "Well, there are things in here....Randy's and my teaching effectiveness down to 2 and yours up at 5. A comment that you are an excellent lecturer. This one has to do with sexism.... I don't know about that.
"Now I haven't gone through these. These are things that Randy found, things he pulled out and brought to my attention."
"When was this?" queried Diana
"Oh, I can't recall the exact date."
"According to this memo that you say you haven't seen, Lyle has written that during the early part of last fall, you came to him with two critiques—now, I assume he means three—does that...."
"That sounds reasonable, but I don't remember exactly what month it was."
"Was it before or after the problems that you had with publishers regarding copyright infractions in the radiology course.... the year I was not in it?"
Henry felt as of he had been punched in the stomach and the gasp of surprise escaping from his lips was audible to everyone in the room. Before any of the panel could react, Trenchant held up her hand in a gesture universally representing STOP. "Let him answer the question," she insisted.
My God, the bitch has pinned him and I can't think what to do to stop this. Come on, Ian, deny knowing anything about what she's asking. Think what you're saying. Henry started to sweat.
Ian seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere. "Before or after? Jeez, I don't remember."