"Well," said Frank, "there are forty this way."
"So we might think of it as a row across the garden of forty square feet, might we not?" suggested Uncle Robert.
"Yes," said Frank; "and if we do that there will be twenty-five rows just like it, won't there?"
"Exactly," said Uncle Robert. "How many does that make in all?"
"Twenty-five forties," said Frank, pencil in hand. "Why, that's just one thousand."
"That sounds pretty big," said Susie.
"Especially when you think of the weeds," said Uncle Robert, smiling,
"How many square inches would that be, Frank?"
"Well," said Frank, "a foot is twelve inches long, and if it is square it is twelve inches wide, too."
"Then," said Uncle Robert, "if you call them rows of twelve square inches, how many rows would there be?"
"Why, twelve," said Donald.