As the displays of irreverence increased, so did the consecrations to good. Those who did not seek a way to avoid demons' wrath sought to prove they were worthy of sainthood. Half the class was soap-scrubbed, rosary perpetually in hand, and intent on finding physical manifestation of the divine. Many fasted on bread and water until their small bodies were too depleted to do anything but pray at recess. Mary A. cut off her hair with kitchen shears to show that she had placed no importance on things of the flesh. (I think she must have seen this in a movie.) They pointed at oak galls and rust stains which were shaped in the image of Our Lady. They eagerly told the sisters of their visions of saints. But none of them, as far as I know, received a visitation. Mary-Clémence even achieved brief local fame for stigmata, tearfully holding her palms up to show the pooling blood, until the wounds were identified as self-inflicted by the sharp corner of her crucifix.