"Can we, then, never work out your Corsican brutality ?" said the teacher.

"Go, sir! you are to be imprisoned until fitting sentence for your crime can be considered." And once again poor Napoleon went into the school lock-up, while Bouquet, who was the most at fault, went free.
There was almost a rebellion in school over the imprisonment of the successful general who had so bravely fought the battles of the snow-fort.
Napoleon passed a day in the lock-up; then he was again summoned before the teacher who had thus punished him.
"You are an incorrigible, young Bonaparte," said the teacher.
"Imprisonment can never cure you.

Through it, too, you go free from your studies and tasks.

I have considered the proper punishment.

It is this: you are to put on to-day the penitent's woollen gown; you are to kneel during dinner-time at the door of the dining-room, where all may see your disgrace and take warning therefrom; you are to eat your dinner on your knees.