Jennie—It’s your own fault. You said we had to promise what we hate doin’ most and I’m sure—
Minerva—I must get the twins up.
Enter Bill with book-bag
Bill—I had an awful hunt for this bag. Well, I know one person who’ll be mighty glad I made this promise.
Sam and Jennie—Who?
Bill—The school-marm. And the strap will be gitten’ a rest, too, I’m thinkin’. Gee, when I grow up and git in for president I’m goin’ to have every school-marm in the States put in jail who gives homework (puts bag down).
Enter Bobby carrying large bar of soap and Betty with an
alarm clock
Bobby—You’ll not say I didn’t wash behind my ears again, Jennie. I’m goin’ to wash them every mornin’ the water isn’t froze in the pitcher.
Betty—And you can’t call me theepy-head neither cos I’m goin’ to get up first time I’m called every mornin’ ’cept Saturday (Minerva fastens clock on tree. Alarm goes off).