this manner.” Dr. Aras cleared this throat. “I can allow you a short recess in order for you to confer with your attorneys, Miss Mitchell and Professor Emerson, but I expect you to answer our questions
expeditiously and truthfully.
“In the absence of any testimony at all, we reserve the right to
decide the matter for ourselves, based upon the evidence we have
been able to gather. And to refer the matter to the Provost’s office so he can lay charges, if that is our recommendation. You have five minutes.” The Dean’s voice was cold and dispassionate.
“Since relationships between professors and students in the same
department cannot be consensual, I move that we excuse Professor
Emerson so we can interview Miss Mitchell.” Professor Chakravartty gave Julia a sympathetic look. “Let me assure you that this is a safe space. There will be no reprisals from the Department of Italian Studies because of anything you disclose to us. If you’ve been a victim of sexual harassment, we can help you.”
Tara’s sympathy immediately morphed into disgust when she
glanced in Gabriel’s direction.
Julia quickly rose to her feet. “I wasn’t harassed by Professor
Emerson.”
Soraya clutched her arm, but Julia ignored her. So Soraya stood
beside her, waiting for the appropriate moment to interrupt and to object.
Gabriel began shaking his head in agitation, but Julia couldn’t
see him, fixated as she was on the hearing officers.
“We weren’t involved while I was his student. And our current
relationship is consensual.”
The room was silent for a moment, before the silence was broken
by the sounds of the hearing officers’ pens scratching against paper.
The Dean sat back in his chair, looking remarkably unsurprised.
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her ear and turned to look at Gabriel. He stared straight ahead, but she knew he could feel her looking at him, she could tell by the set of his jaw. He crossed his arms angrily over his chest, his eyes fixed on the Dean’s like a cobra waiting to strike.
“Thank you, Miss Mitchell. So the relationship is amorous.” Dr.
Aras glanced in Gabriel’s direction before looking at Julia again.
“Since you’ve been so forthcoming, allow me a follow up question.
When did you purchase the airline ticket to Italy, knowing that you would be traveling with Professor Emerson?”
Julia gazed at the Dean blankly.
“Surely the tickets would have been reserved before December
eighth, which would place the purchase date squarely within the
semester. So prior to his submission of your grade, you must have
had a conversation about your intention to accompany him to Italy
as his guest. That seems problematic for the professor-student relationship, does it not?”
Julia opened her mouth to speak, but Soraya interrupted her.
“With respect, Dr. Aras, you’re speculating.”
“Actually, Miss Harandi, I’m making a reasonable inference of a
quid pro quo.” The Dean’s lips visibly thinned. “Moreover, I’m suggesting your client just perjured herself. She said she wasn’t involved with Professor Emerson last semester. Are we to believe that they
magically became involved the moment the semester ended?”
Julia inhaled loudly, the sound echoing off the walls. Across the
aisle, Gabriel’s anxiety was telegraphed by the way he clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to hide them at his sides.
The Dean began to speak but he was interrupted by Professor
Mwangi. “Miss Mitchell, at this point I need to remind you of the
penalties for perjury and also for the violation of the non-fraternization policy of this University.” His calm and kind voice was a studied contrast to the Dean’s impatient directness.
“Perjury can result in expulsion or serious sanctions. A viola-
tion of the non-fraternization policy can jeopardize your academic standing in last semester’s seminars.” He shuffled a few papers on the table in front of him.
“You were writing your thesis with Professor Emerson until the
beginning of November, about a month prior to your trip to Italy.
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You were registered in his Dante seminar for the entire fall semester, and awarded a mark of A.
“The non-fraternization policy exists to protect students from
being preyed upon by their professors and to prevent any possibility of unfair preferments being dispersed. If you’d dropped Professor
Emerson’s class, we would not be here today. But since you remained in his class, we have a problem.”
Professor Mwangi handed some papers to Meagan, who walked
them obediently to Julia and Soraya. While Soraya glanced at the
documents, Julia gaped in horror. She looked over at Gabriel once
again, but he wouldn’t return her gaze.
“Professor Martin testified before this committee that he has
no recollection of any conversation with Professor Emerson about
having Professor Picton grade your work in the Dante seminar. The
Registrar’s Office reports that it was Professor Emerson who submitted your grade via the online grading system. We have dated copies of those electronic documents, which you’ve just received.”
“Dr. Mwangi, since we are just receiving these documents now
I’d like a short recess in order to speak to my client.” Soraya’s voice broke through Julia’s shock.
“Those moments are past, Miss Harandi, since your client has
already perjured herself.” The Dean’s voice was harsh.
“I disagree,” Professor Chakravartty interjected. “Miss Mitchell
might not be in the best position to judge whether or not she was
the victim of coercion. Certainly, any perjury on her part would be excused if she’s the victim of harassment.”
“Professor Picton graded my work in the Dante seminar. I’m sure
she could clear up this misunderstanding.” Julia’s voice took on a stubborn tone that contrasted sharply with the tremor in her voice.
“Dean Aras, forgive me for interrupting, but I’ve just received
an email from Professor Picton.” Meagan’s voice broke in hesitantly.
She walked over to the Dean and presented him with her laptop.
He scanned the screen quickly before waving her aside.
“It would seem that Professor Picton confirms your story, Miss
Mitchell.”
Soraya leaned forward in her chair. “Then that should clear up
any problems. Respectfully, we ask this committee to conclude the
investigation and end this matter.”
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“Not so fast, Miss Harandi.” Professor Mwangi looked between
Gabriel and Julia curiously. “If the relationship truly is consensual, then why is Professor Emerson hiding behind his lawyer?”
“All you’ve done is present us with speculation and fantasy. Why
should my client respond?” John’s tone was contemptuous.
“We’re entitled to come to our own conclusions with respect to
evidence. I can’t speak for my learned colleagues, but I’ll state that in my opinion, your client and Miss Mitchell were involved last
semester. Which means they violated the non-fraternization policy, and Miss Mitchell perjured herself.”
John stood to his feet. “If this body intends to continue in this
way, then we will be invoking the assistance of the University of
Toronto’s Faculty Association and the Canadian Association of Uni-
versity Teachers, as well as pursuing all legal means. I would caution the hearing officers against slandering my client.”
The Dean waved a dismissive hand in the air. “Sit down. We
don’t respond to threats.”
He waited until John took his seat before he tossed his pen on
the table in front of him. He removed his glasses and placed them
next to the pen.
“Since we seem to have hit upon an iceberg here, perhaps it would
be best if I suspend this hearing, pending further investigation.”
Gabriel gritted his teeth, knowing that any delay would further
jeopardize Julia’s admission to Harvard.
“Before we suspend the hearing, I think that Miss Mitchell should
be given the opportunity to have her story heard without having to be in the same room as Professor Emerson.” Professor Chakravartty
nodded in Julia’s direction.
“Professor Emerson is a powerful man. Perhaps, Miss Mitchell,
you were worried about your status and he took advantage of that.
Maybe you believe that the relationship is consensual now, but did you always feel that way? More than one witness has reported that
he was very harsh with you last semester.”
“This is outrageous! Dr. Aras, are you just going to sit there while my client is slandered by one of the hearing officers? I want my objection minuted, and I want it noted that I intend to file a complaint with the Provost about Dr. Chakravartty’s unprofessional behavior.”
John was nearly apoplectic as he jumped to his feet.
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“I want the professor to stay,” said Julia, quietly.
“Very well.” Professor Chakravartty’s voice softened. “I’m sure
this situation is stressful and confusing. But you should know that the committee is already aware of the email you sent to Professor
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