Annabel. “You go and sit quietly in a bed of cabbages and look natural.”
(The laugh is on Charley.)
May (to Bessie Bolitsky). “Now I expect you little girls know a perfectly awful lot, don’t you? Can you tell me how many ribs you have?”
Bessie (squirming and giggling). “I don’t know, ma’am. I’m so awful ticklish I never could count ’em.”
Mr. Brown (to Fanny). “I hear we pass your house on our way to the turnpike. I’d like to stop and see your father about buying some of these apples (eating one). Think he is home?”
Fanny. “Oh, yes-sir. He’s worrikin’ down at the end of the back lot where the pigs is. You’ll know father ’cause he’s got a hat on.” (A burst of laughter.)
Fanny (indignantly). “Well, I don’t see what you’re laughin’ at. The hired man’s got on a cap.”
Mrs. Morrison. “I suppose you children know lots about history. Now who can tell me the name of the first man?”
Henry. “George Washington.”
Mrs. M. “Why do you think George Washington was the first man?”