For the seeds of many an illness were stored up in young bodies by systematic5 under-feeding, and hunger turned most of us into wistful little gluttons6, gazing longingly7 into the cake-shops as we marched two by two through the tiny city, dreaming at night of Barmecide feasts, and envying the fate of the happier children at home, who devoured8 all the sweet things we with our empty little stomachs so bitterly remembered.
Sweet things only! Enough of bread-and-butter would have satisfied our craving9. When one of us sickened and rejected the single thin slice of bread-and-butter allowed the children at breakfast, oh, the prayer and expectation of each pair of hungry eyes fixed10 upon the sufferer, to see to whom she would offer her neglected slice! The slice was cut in two, and usually offered, while the nun11 was not looking, to the children on either side. This miscarriage12 of appetite, we noted13 with regret, more frequently happened at the two tables of the big girls, where such windfalls were constantly amplifying14 the meagre breakfasts of somebody or other in long skirts. But we were only ten, and our appetite was pretty steady and never satisfied. Now it taxes all my heroism15 to visit the dentist; but then I knew each visit was a prospective16 joy, for, if I did not cry, the lay-teacher who conducted me thither17 always allowed me to buy a jam-tart, which I ate as slowly as possible in the confectioner's shop, noting the ravages18 of my teeth in the cake of delight with melancholy19 and dismay. I so loved the recompense that I used to watch anxiously for the first sign of a shaky tooth, and the instant it was removed, I was sure to shriek20 out excitedly—
"You see, Miss Lawson, I didn't cry a bit."
But I would not have it thought that those early school-days were days of untempered bitterness and constant ache. We were a merry lot of little savages21 as far as the authorities permitted us to enjoy ourselves, and life continually revealed its quaint22 surprises and thrilling terrors. I learnt to read with amazing rapidity, and my favourite books were of a kind liberally supplied by the convent library—Tyburn, wonderful tales of the escapes and underground adventures of Jesuits, double walls, spring-doors, mysterious passages, whitened bones in long-forgotten boxes. Thanks to my ingenuity23 and vivid imagination, our days became for us all a wild romance. Relegated24 to the infirmary by prolonged illnesses, the result of semi-starvation, naturally I had leisure to read laboriously25 various volumes of this edifying26 literature.
The infirmary itself was a chamber27 of legend. It was a kind of out-building to which led a long corridor behind just the sort of door my mind was fixed upon, a mere28 panel that in no way differed from the rest of the wainscoted wall, the very door for a Jesuit to vanish through from the pursuit of mailed myrmidons. At the end of the corridor you went down a[Pg 132] flight of stairs, then up another flight into a pretty little green-and-white room, low beamed, with cozy29 cots, and long windows looking out beyond the rose-bushes, and a slip of velvet30 lawn, where a terrible-looking and most enchanting31 alley32, with the trees meeting overhead, seemed to lead straight into the twilight33 of ghostland.
It did not take me long to see a white lady slip down that alley, like a white mist swallowed up in sombre night. No power on earth could have convinced me that I had not seen a ghost, and I stood at the window straining my eyes out in waiting for the white lady's return, with both hands frantically34 clasped upon my heart, which beat as if it projected a spring through my throat. White-faced and appalled35, I hurried to the infirmarian, who brought me in something hot to take, and screamed out, "Oh, I've seen her, I've seen her! she was all in white, a real ghost!"
That night I was in full fever, and my poor silly little story-books were taken away. But they had done their work, and by the time I was well again my imagination had wrought36 out the stupendous fiction that was to communicate its thrill even to some of the big girls, and send a dozen of little girls crawling upon their[Pg 133] knees and hands, victims of my imagination. The white lady I conceived to be the ghost of a beautiful Catholic persecuted37 in the days of Tyburn. She lived in this old manor38-house, for we knew that the Ivies39 had been a manor. In her terror she had flown through the panel-door leading to the infirmary. The flight of stairs, of course, in those days continued beyond the floor, and the subterranean40 passage probably led round by the courtyard to the gate at the end of the dark alley. I decided41 that there must be several whitened bones under the floor of this corridor and the infirmary, and so convinced all my companions, even Frank, that whining42 little cad whom we all so heartily43 detested44, that on play-days, during the holidays, on Sunday afternoons, every moment we could spend in secrecy45, in turn two of us (companionship was necessary to add to the excitement of labour and the terrors of consequences) would crawl away from the rest with penknives and pencils, and assiduously cut away at the wooden floor until we had made a hole large enough to insert our little fists underneath46. It must be admitted we always found something hard and white, which proved my theory, and those bits of dry chips we handled in awe47.
For some singular months we lived upon this romance, and lived in it so intensely that all else became but a dream. Dream-like we accomplished48 our tasks, filled our slates49 with figures, copied headlines, recited verses, the dates of English history, wrought our samplers, and answered the responses of the rosary. But our thoughts, ourselves, were elsewhere, with the next beam to make a hole in, and the assurance I had given them that I had seen through a chink of the infirmary floor a white hand like marble. I was the first victim of my own invention, for I honestly believed all I said. I will not say that vanity was an alien factor in the unconscious invention. I enjoyed my power, my triumph, the fear I had inspired and so thrillingly shared—above all, I enjoyed the popularity it gave me as leader of a band of miscreants50.
I do not remember how or why the fever abated51. Were we found out and punished for mutilated planks52? We so exaggerated the mystery of our conspiracy53 that it would be strange indeed if it were not discovered. But the end of the romance is completely effaced54 from memory. It has left no impression whatever. I see myself in turn frozen and fevered with terror,[Pg 135] digging at every mortal spot of the convent open to the depredations55 of my penknife, in a wild hunt for bones and secret passages and forbidden stairs. I see the whole school enthralled56 by my ardent57 whim58. And that is all.
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