"I cannot. You did wrong and must be punished."
"She threw the dish-cloth at me."
"You struck her."
"I'll never do it again, I am so tired. Please will you get the Deputy to let me out."
"Just as soon as I can."
That night I went to him, and begged to have my women let out.
"You know McMullins has fits, and to lie there on the cold stones all night might bring them on."
"You may put her in her own room to sleep."
"Thank you! It is a favor done to me as well as her. I don't think I could sleep at all if she were left lying there. You will let O'Brien go to hers—it would be hardly right to let one sleep in her bed, and not the other."
He shook his head.