No’m.
Miss Meredith
It is. Don’t you ever do it again, you hear me? And don’t you girls ever let me catch you letting a boy swing you by the waist instead of by the arms. Come on, now! We won’t wait any longer.
A Boy
But Lloyd and Betty ain’t here yit—
Miss Meredith
We’ll not wait, I say! Hurry up now! (She goes out.)
Boys and Girls
She’s on her high horse!
Aw, it’s too early yit to eat. Sun’s jist riz—