All Around Me Insisted That My Doubts

Priests, She Insisted, Could Not Sin. It Was A Thing Impossible. Everything That They Did, And Wished, Was Of Course Right. She Hoped I Would See The Reasonableness And Duty Of The Oaths I Was To Take, And Be Faithful To Them.

Before I Took The Veil, I Was Ornamented For The Ceremony, And Was Clothed In A Rich Dress Belonging To The Convent, Which Was Used On Such Occasions; And Placed Not Far From The Altar In The Chapel, In The View Of A Number Of Spectators Who Had Assembled, Perhaps About Forty.

So Far As I Know, There Were No Pains Taken To Preserve Secrecy On This Subject; That Is, I Saw No Attempt Made To Keep Any Of The Inmates Of The Convent In Ignorance Of The Murder Of Children.

My Parents Were Both From Scotland, But Had Been Resident In Lower Canada Some Time Before Their Marriage, Which Took Place In Montreal; And In That City I Spent Most Of My Life.

The Bishop, As I Have Remarked, Was Not Very Dignified On All Occasions, And Sometimes Acted In Such A Manner As Would Not Have Appeared Well In Public.