All Around Me Insisted That My Doubts

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.

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.

Standing Near The Door, We Dipped Our Fingers In The Holy Water, Crossed And Blessed Ourselves, And Proceeded Up To The Sleeping-room, In The Usual Order, Two By Two.

On The Day, Therefore, When I Went To The Church To Be Confirmed, With A Number Of Others, I Suffered Extremely From The Reproaches Of My Conscience.