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While they are at table, a Sister of the religious order of Marie-Joseph reads aloud to them extracts from some pious book. Ten hours of the long, weary day are spent in doing plain needlework, and they have to be in bed for the night at [Pg 42] 7:30 o’clock. At eight o’clock all lights are extinguished throughout the prison, and during the long night no sound is heard in the big pile of buildings but the steps of the Sisters of Marie-Joseph, who are on guard, and who pace [Pg 43] the long corridors at fixed intervals to see that there is no talking going on.With a look of unutterable scorn, she replied:The woman shook his hand off, with a sneer.Without compass, without even a sailor’s knowledge of the constellations, they sailed aimlessly before the wind, intent only on increasing the distance which already lay between them and their abhorred prison. Their only hope was that they would be picked up by some passing vessel which, [Pg 108] as long as it did not fly the French colors, would certainly not deliver them back into the hands of their tormentors.Then came the most dainty morsel of the feast, which is to the Japanese epicure what fresh oysters and Russian sterlet are to us. Resting on a large dish of priceless Kioto porcelain, garnished with a wreath of variegated bamboo leaves, was a magnificent fish of the turbot species. It was still alive, for its gills and its mouth moved regularly. To Nina’s horror, the serving girl raised the skin from the upper side of the fish, which was already loose, and picked off slice after slice of the living creature, which, although alive, had been carved in such a manner that no vital part had been touched; the heart, gills, liver, and stomach had been left intact, and the damp sea-weed on which the fish rested sufficed to keep the lungs in action. The miserable thing seemed to look with a lustrous but reproachful eye upon the guests while they consumed its body. To be buried alive is horrible enough in all conscience, but to be eaten alive must be even still worse. It [Pg 135] should be added that this particular fish, the dai, is only good when eaten alive. The moment it is dead the flesh becomes opaque, tough, and starchy. The wine consisted of warm “sakke” and other kinds of liquor distilled from rice.“Oh, there is nothing much the matter with me,” replied Frederick. “I suppose I have caught a chill; it is fearfully damp about here.””Criminal not present?” he said, shaking hands with the two ladies and peering near-sightedly about.”You know about it?” Mrs. Payton said, surprised. all white air max “The antis,” Fred flung back, “think that all that[Pg 77] is necessary is to ‘sit on the stile, and continue to smile’!””Not nearly enough!””All women want homes, whether they have brains or not,” said Mrs. Payton; “where would they have their babies if they didn’t have homes? Freddy, it must be very lonely for you in Lakeville. Your Uncle William is really shocked about it. He says there are no people of our class there.””Clever men do.””At Jack? The idea! If there wasn’t another man in the world, I wouldn’t look at Jack.””Well, then, when we do know it of ourselves, let’s hold together and turn ’em down. Everybody knows Jack drinks. I’ve seen him when he was pretty well loaded,” Fred said, her lip drooping with disgust. “He’s crazy about you, Laura; give him a leg up by telling him why you wouldn’t look at him!””Good girl!” Fred said, with a relieved look. “You scared the stuffing out of me for a minute!””I tried to make things better for her,” Fred went on, heavily, “but I suppose I didn’t try hard enough. Well, anyhow, she saw I was in love with Howard—” a little shock ran through her hearers; she paused, and looked at[Pg 225] them, faintly surprised; “why, you knew I was in love with him, didn’t you? He isn’t with me; not in the least. And Flora’s young man wasn’t in love with her. He promised to write to her, and he didn’t. And that upset her a good deal. But I think the thing that really hit her hardest was to see how I felt, and how happy I was. I—I slopped over, I suppose, a good deal. It was a sort of last straw to Flora to see me so happy; it made her—well, envious, I suppose. Poor old Flora! she needn’t have been.”Love for Morty, the dam love, which is the habit of the body and has nothing to do with the intellect, was pushed aside by the new idea: Freddy was suffering because Laura had stolen her lover.”I mean that though she has intellect, she—”She went away greatly pleased with herself. “It will touch her vanity to think he likes her to look pretty; and when a girl tries to look pretty for a man, the next step is to fall in love with him.”That was in September. It was the first of December when Howard Maitland came leaping up-stairs, two steps at a time, and burst into the nursery, so chock-full of news that he could hardly wait to see the way Betty’s toes would grip your finger if you put it on the sole of her pink foot.