However, a knowing look on Flanagan's face warned me to submit, and I produced the box.
The lady took it and opened it.

Then closing it, she put it in her own pocket, saying-- "This is confiscated till the end of the term.

Flanagan and Batchelor, `Show nails.'" We did show nails.

Mine still needed some trimming before they were satisfactory, and then I was bidden descend to the parlour for prayers.
Prayers at Stonebridge House consisted of a few sentences somewhat quickly uttered by Mr Ladislaw, who put in an appearance for the occasion, followed by a loud "Amen" from Miss Henniker, and in almost the same breath, on this occasion, the award of a bad mark to Philpot for having opened his eyes twice during the ceremony.
After this we partook of a silent breakfast, and adjourned for study.
Miss Henniker dogged us wherever we went and whatever we did.

She sat and glared at us all breakfast time; she sat and glared at us while Mr Ladislaw, or Mr Hashford, the usher, were drilling Latin grammar and arithmetic into us.