Yet at that moment Helen Burns wore on her arm "the untidy badge;" scarcely an hour ago I had heard her condemned by Miss Scatcherd to a dinner of bread and water on the morrow because she had blotted an exercise in copying it out.
Y, sin embargo, no hacía una hora que Miss Scartched había castigado a Helen a pasar el día a pan y agua porque al copiar un ejercicio, echó un borrón.