Honor was again silent. Somehow her intended bravery seemed to desert her. "I met your father, Major Fitzgerald, yesterday," continued Miss Cavendish. "I understand that he held a command in the Royal Munster Fusiliers, and did splendid service in the Boer War. Kindly tell me what explanation he would have given to his general if he had appeared at church parade minus his uniform." "Oh, but he wouldn't have done that!" exclaimed Honor in horror. "Why not?" "Why! because he is a soldier. How could he? The uniform is part of the service." "And what is the first duty of a soldier?" "To obey orders," answered Honor, with a spark of apprehension in her eyes. "You are right. Now, what would happen to a regiment if each individual, instead of obeying his superior officer, were to follow his own inclinations?" "It would go to pieces." "And what occurs when a soldier commits any breach of regulations?" "He is court-martialled and punished." "Is that just?" "Yes." "But why?" "Oh, because--because--it's the Army, and they must! There couldn't be any discipline without." "Exactly! You are an officer's daughter, and you evidently appreciate the vast importance of good discipline. Now, we are a little army here. Every girl, as a member of this community, is bound to preserve its rules, which have been wisely framed, and deserve to be faithfully kept. You have been guilty of a very grave breach of our regulations, and by your own showing you merit punishment. Do you consider this to be just?" "Yes," returned Honor, meeting the head mistress's look firmly. "We have an esprit de corps at the College," continued Miss Cavendish, "which makes each girl anxious to keep up the credit and prestige of the school. When you have been here a short time, and have learnt the tone of the place, I believe and trust that you will be truly ashamed of the remembrance of your appearance in chapel this morning. It is for this reason I shall not punish you, though you have yourself acknowledged that punishment would be only an act of justice. As for the matter of principle to which you referred, so far from advancing the good fame of your country, you were bringing it into disrepute. If you imagine it was a particularly patriotic deed to flaunt the shamrock in a wrong place you are much mistaken. We have had Irish girls here before, and I have always been able to rely upon them for the maintenance of our high standard. You may go now, Honor, and remove that foolish trimming from your hat; and remember that, as you have been christened 'Honor', I shall expect you to live up to your name."