"Let me be the teacher," begged Sister, when her blackboard was arranged to her liking. "I know how, Roddy."
"Well, all right, you can be teacher first," agreed Brother. "But after you play, then it's my turn."
Sister picked up a book and pointed to the blackboard.
"'Rithmetic class, go to the board," she commanded.
Both she and Brother knew a good deal about what went on in classrooms, because they had listened to the older children recite.
"How much is sixty-eight times ninety-two?" asked Teacher-Sister importantly.
Brother made several marks on the blackboard with the crayon.
"Nine hundred," he answered doubtfully.
"Correct," said the teacher kindly. "Now I'll hear the class in spellin'."
"I wish we had more scholars," complained Brother. "It's no fun with just one; I have to be everything."