The Pupil.
Master.—Well, boy, what have you done to-day?
Pupil.—I have done many things. Last night, when I heard the tolling, I arose from my bed, and went to the church, and sang nocturns with the brethren, and morning lauds ... after that prime, and the seven psalms, with litanies, and chapter-mass, then terce and the mass of the day; after this we sang sext, and ate, and drank, and slept, and again we arose, and sang nones, and now here we are before you, ready to hear what you say to us.
Master.—When will you sing vespers or compline?
Pupil.—When it is time.
Master.—Were you threshed to-day?
Pupil.—Not I, for I behaved myself warily.
Master.—And how about your school-fellows?
Pupil.—Why do you ask me about that? I daren’t tell you our secrets. Each one knows whether he was threshed or not.
Master.—What do you eat every day?