“But, my dear Mother, it seems to me that we are all inferior to the lay sisters. To slight them—” “I am sure you did not do so intentionally.”
“I said, ‘Do hurry up,’ but I only meant I was in a hurry. I don’t think anything you could have said could have pained me more than that you should think I lacked respect for the lay sisters.”
Seeing that Evelyn was hurt the Prioress said:
“The sisters have no doubt forgotten all about it by now.”
But Evelyn wanted to know which of the sisters had complained, so that she might beg her pardon.
“She doesn’t want you to beg her pardon.”
“I beg you to allow me, it will be better that I should. The benefit will be mine.”
The Prioress shook her head, and listened willingly to Evelyn, who told her of her letter to Monsignor. “Now, wasn’t it extrao
