"You shall see whether I dare or not," I said. And, would you believe it? I did sing aloud one time in Mr. Gorrisen's geography class.
It was several days after he had tipped over. I had been watching my chance in all his classes, but somehow it didn't seem to come. One day, however, I was just in the humor, and in the midst of the silence, while Mr. Gorrisen sat and wrote down marks in the record book, I sang out at the top of my voice:
"'Sons of Norway, that ancient kingdom'"—
I did not once glance at Mr. Gorrisen but looked around at all the others who lay over their desks and laughed till they choked. And I sang on:
"'Manly and solemn, let the sound rise!'"
Not a sound had come from the platform till that instant. Then I heard behind me the click, click, click of Mr. Gorrisen's heels across the floor and out of the door.
"You'll catch it! oh, you'll catch it, Inger Johanne."
"Oh, I wouldn't be in your shoes for a good deal!"
"Well, it was you who teased me to do it," I said.
"Yes, but to think that you should be so stupid as to do such a thing."