The nun who was called Serena, now placed a long stool in the middle of the apartment, and made me lie on it full length face downwards, then I felt her cold busy hands as they turned up my clothes, and opened my drawers behind, till my bottom was left naked to the attack of the Lady Superior.
"Do you, Mdlle. Lucille," she asked sternly, "consider that our fare of bread and porridge three times a day, and meat or soup twice a week, added for dinner is only fit for a dog? Ah! Ha!" she Went on, cutting me slowly and severely at every few words, "This will give you a better appetite; how do you like birch sauce, Miss Dainty Mouth?"
I screamed with the pain, and plunged about so that Sister Serena had to hold me down with all her weight upon my shoulders. "Forgive me, oh, forgive me this time, I won't speak to Olive again!" I gasped out as the heavy woman almost stopped my breath, but at last it was over, and after kissing the rod and making me
