Curiosity. “Oh, pretty well, thank you. How’s all your folks?”
(Betty claps her hands.) “Good! good!” (The others laugh, Charley included.)
Charley. “Oh, I say! What’s your name, anyhow?”
Curiosity. “Same as father’s.”
Charley. “Yes, I know that, but what’s father’s now?”
Curiosity. “Same’s mine.”
Charley. “Well, but what do they say when they call you to breakfast.”
Curiosity. “They don’t never call me. I allers git there first.”
Teacher. “Why, Curiosity, I thought you had gone home.”
Curiosity. “No’m. We thought we’d wait and take our baskets home after they’re through with ’em.”