class; taking book after book; paring page after page; whilst
Ursula stood aside for all the remarks and fault…finding to be
pointed at her through the scholars。 It was true; since she had
e; the position books had grown more and more untidy;
disorderly; filthy。 Mr。 Harby pointed to the pages done before
her regime; and to those done after; and fell into a passion of
rage。 Many children he sent out to the front with their books。
And after he had thoroughly gone through the silent and
quivering class he caned the worst offenders well; in front of
the others; thundering in real passion of anger and chagrin。
〃Such a condition in a class; I cant believe it! It is
simply disgraceful! I cant think how you have been let to get
like it! Every Monday morning I shall e down and examine
these books。 So dont think that because there is nobody paying
any attention to you; that you are free to unlearn everything
you ever learned; and go back till you are not fit for Standard
Three。 I shall examine all books every Monday〃
Then in a rage; he went away with his cane; leaving Ursula to
confront a pale; quivering class; whose childish faces were shut
in blank resentment; fear; and bitterness; whose souls were full
of anger and contempt for her rather than of the master; whose
eyes looked at her with the cold; inhuman accusation of
children。 And she could hardly make mechanical words to speak to
them。 When she gave an order they obeyed with an insolent
off…handedness; as if to say: 〃As for you; do you think we would
obey you; but for the master?〃 She sent the blubbering;
caned boys to their seats; knowing that they too jeered at her
and her authority; holding her weakness responsible for what
punishment had overtaken them。 And she knew the whole position;
so that even her horror of physical beating and suffering sank
to a deeper pain; and became a moral judgment upon her; worse
than any hurt。
She must; during the next week; watch over her books; and
punish any fault。 Her soul decided it coldly。 Her personal