It took Clover a few moments, but he came to and blinked blearily up at the school teacher. "Mr. Miejer-" He quickly sat up, but got dizzy quite quickly and had to stop moving to clear his spinning head. "I didn't mean to- they hit him first- my coat- I only wanted to help-" Clover dropped his head, embarrassed to have been fighting. What would his father say when he heard of this? What would Miss Calloway think of him? He sighed and accepted another's child's offer to help him get up. He stood and brushed off his shirt, realizing with a sinking heart that he still didn't know where his coat was. "Mr. Miejer, can you help me find my coat? I think someone took it, but... but I don't know."