Seeing a number of children going to school, he followed them in, and sat down with them.
They all started as the schoolmaster came in to sing—
We have no time to learn our lessons,
No time! no time at all,
We do not want to gain any sense,
As we have no sense like Paul.
“I suppose Paul is the schoolmaster,” said Guy to the girl sitting next to him.
“What is your name?” she asked.
“Guy,” he answered.
Then they all began to sing again—