The result astonished him considerably.
"Do you think you can stop me from dancing by beating me ?" Magda arraigned him with passionate scorn.
"I do," he returned grimly.

"If you hurt people enough you can stop them from committing sin.

That is the meaning of remedial punishment." "I don't believe it!" she stormed at him.

"You might hurt me till I _died_ of hurting, but you couldn't make me good--not if I hated your hurting me all the time! Because it isn't good to hate," she added out of the depths of some instinctive wisdom.
"Then you'd better learn to like being punished--if that will make you good," retorted Hugh.
Magda sped out into the woods.

Hugh's hand had been none too light, and she was feeling physically and spiritually sore.