Sophomore. Laurine can't help talking. Her whole class does it.
Junior. And what about your class, Miss? And the angelic Seniors? They never talk, do they. Thank Goodness, we're not like that old patient Griselda in Chaucer. She was afraid to open her head.
Freshman. I think you know a lot about Chaucer. I never will remember all those names.
Junior. Oh, there are a lot more of them. One was a silly girl named Emily. She didn't do anything but have "hair a yard long I guess" and for that she had two lovers. I am going to get a hair tonic. That's how silly men were in Chaucer's day, before they learned how to play football, or had fraternities.
Sophomore. Oh, girls, if you had only seen the hero in the matinée yesterday. He was simply grand! And he had such pretty curly hair.
(The bell rings.)
Senior. I know I could think of lots more things to eat if I only had more time.
Sophomore. Well, come on, I have to go to History. (she starts out)
Freshman. Wait for me.
(Exeunt Senior, Sophomore and Freshman.)