The doctor never troubled to attend it.
The prisoners were supposed to cross their hands in front while in chapel.

Several unsuccessful attempts were made to induce me to conform to the regulation.

I declined to strike prescribed attitudes.

Another rule, pretty rigorously enforced, was that the prisoners should look straight before them.

If a head was turned aside, an officer bawled out "Look to your front." I once heard the injunction ludicrously interpolated in the service.