It would sting and leave marks, but the marks would fade in a few days. Stripes from the senior cane lasted for weeks. The tension of this game the woman was playing, winking at me and drawing out my punishment inexorably, got to me suddenly. With resolve that astonished me I boldly stepped forward to the desk and bent over it. “How m-many, Ma’am,” I asked bravely. The assistant headmistress seemed delighted by my courage, walking quickly around the desk to stare at me from behind. I flushed and bravely held position. “The standard punishment for a first offense is three strokes,” she said mildly, “but you are a very naughty boy, are you not? Don’t you think I should whip this bum much longer?”

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