"What are the nuns doing there with the fish?"
"Dividing the salmon," was the answer.
Whereupon she jumped out of the cart, and declared that she must get her portion also, for salmon was a right good thing for supper.
Whereupon the sub-prioress, Dorothea von Stettin, cut her off a fine large head-piece, which Sidonia, however, pushed away scornfully, crying—
"Fie! what did she mean by that? The devil might eat the head-piece, but give her the tail. She had never in her life eaten anything but the tail-piece; the tail was fatter."
So the abbess signed to them to give her the tail-end; after which, she asked to see her cell, and, on being shown it, cried out again—
"Fie on them! was that a cell for a lady of her degree? Why, it was a pig-sty. Let the abbess put her young litter of nuns there; they would be better in it than running up and down the convent court with the fish-carls. She must and will have the refectory."
And when the abbess answered—
"That was the prayer-room, where the sisters met night and morning for vespers and matins," she heeded not, but said—
"Let them pray in the chapel—the chapel is large enough."