Curiosity. “Well, all of them things you called me you are. I put my lunch there when you went after yours.”
Etta (repentently). “Oh, I take it all back.”
Curiosity (cordially). “All right, you’re welcome.”
(Enter teacher.)
Teacher. “Ah, this looks as if everybody has been generous. I’m proud of you. You’re all true friends in need. But I was sure you’d do it, so I spoke to the gentleman at the door and he says, he will consider it a bargain at any price we say, and will be back with his friends soon. Now for the recitations. Each one of you try to recite something, if only a stanza. And after all have recited, I will call for the fire drill, and all be ready to respond immediately. Don’t hesitate, do as you would if the building was really on fire. Now, Annabel you’re first on the roll, so you begin speaking.”
Annabel comes forward, bows, announces: “Mary’s Little Lamb.” Bows again, and recites as follows:
“Some folks say that fleas is black,
But that ain’t true I know,
For Mary had a little lamb
Its fleas was white as snow.”