A Day of Punishment 



tremor in his voice, he said, " Get up, 

 get up with you at once, and don't let me 

 have any more of your d d shamming." 



1 crawled on to my hands and knees 

 and somehow, but I never knew how, I 

 scrambled on to the stool again, happily 

 not for long, or I should probably have 

 fainted and fallen. 



Almost immediately after this, school 

 broke up and I was bidden descend, and 

 told that lunch would be sent to me in the 

 schoolroom, as my mother would not suffer 

 me to return home for dinner. I spent 

 that dinner-hour staring at the hunk of 

 bread and cheese they sent me and brood- 

 ing desperately over my wrongs ; I was 

 aching in every atom of my body and 

 nearly insane with rebellion. A maid- 

 servant came to fetch my plate away, and 

 I was hot and cold with terror lest she 

 should speak kindly to me ; but she went 

 her way without speaking, merely observing 

 to some one outside the door, '' He ain't 

 took a single bite ! " 



Knowing that the boys returned at two 

 I determined to remount the stool before 

 that time, and when they came trooping in, 

 they found me again perched, Providence- 

 like, over their heads. Mr. Blocker was a 

 little surprised at this, and for a moment 



