"Whose bone is this?"
"It is mine," said Lissett.
"Will you give it to the woman in the shop who fainted this morning because she had no breakfast?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Bring a slice of bread, and quart of coffee to go with it."
Handing it to Mrs. Hardhack, I dispatched her as quickly as possible. I was glad when she departed. Her visits to the kitchen were very disagreeable. She always managed to use the "irritating language," forbidden by the Board in their "Rules and Regulations," which stirred up the angry feelings of my women, and it took time and argument to get them settled down into calmness and quiet again.
"If it hadn't been for you, I should have been in solitary again," said O'Brien, after she left. "How I hate that woman!"
"And so do I, and so do I!" was echoed round the room.
"If you hate such ways never copy them!"
"What's the use in scolding us! She knows we can't help the victuals. If she wants to scold anybody she'd better scold the Master."