I had gone out into the prison as I was talking with her, and stood at the door a moment after she had passed out; but there was no chance for rest during my watch. There came the sound of scolding and contention after me, and recalled me to the kitchen. I hurried back. The fear that some of them would get into a quarrel, beyond my reach to control, always haunted me. "What is the matter?" I called out at the door. "The cook is so slow we shall never get this swill out, and I am trying to hurry her," said the sink woman. "She hinders me so I shall never get my work done." "I can't do no faster than I can," called back the sink woman. "It is no use hurrying me." "Stop! both of you! Lissett, you know Jennie is slow, and you must have patience with her. Do I not have patience with you? You only make matters worse by fretting. Jennie, you are slow. When you carry swill with Lissett, go as fast as you can, so as not to hinder her; then rest when you get through." "Do come along!" fretted Lissett, "You are enough to fret a saint." "That can't be you, Lissett. Haven't I told you, many a time, that you ought to help each other along, instead of scolding and fretting at each other." "It is hard work to drag her, and the swill tub too." "Then go a little slower, and give her a chance to do her part. There is one thing that I wish to do myself, and that is the scolding, and I don't wish to have you take it out of my hands." "If you do it all there won't get much of it done." "There will be enough. I do not need help. And I can suit myself much better in doing it than any one else can suit me. In future, Lissett, you and Annie O'Brien will carry the swill together. Then you can both work as fast as you please. Jennie, you and Allen may carry together; you can be as slow as you please. I wish to hear no more trouble over the swill." I intended to arrange their work so as to avoid all collision; but I sometimes failed. When I had put those, whom I thought to be the best of friends, at work together, some little difference would arise and separate them. Directly I had a call in the prison. Berry could not get on with her white-washing, because Maggie had not done her sweeping, and came to me with a complaint,-- "Maggie won't sweep, and that keeps me waiting. Won't you tell her to sweep so I can white-wash?" "Maggie, why don't you sweep so that Berry can white-wash?" "I am, ma'am, as fast as I can. I have got all of the rooms to do before I do the floor." "You need not wait, Berry. Take a broom and help her." That was something that Berry did not calculate upon. "If Maggie would get up in season she could get her work done herself; she loves her bed too well." "I have told you of a way to get your work done if you do not wish to wait." "You favor Maggie too much, and the other Matrons all say so. You ought to get her up in the morning, they all say."