With her lorgnette carried defiantly in front of her critical eye, she checked all the cupboards, and, under the pretence that a pile of linen was not quite shipshape, she condemned Mabel to be whipped at once. With slow movements, Bridget lifted Mabels skirt and cammy-knickers.
He drew near Dorothea and lowered the tone of his voice. Mabel, dressed as a serving maid, served dinner to her two mistresses, then waited upon Bridget, and only after that was she allowed to eat herself. They were small and made out of thin red rubber, clinging to the skin and tied to the stays with six buttons.