Tilly—Oh, teacher, my little sister’s cryin’! (puts arm around Corabell). What’s the matter, little sister? Are you sick?
Corabell—No! (louder). Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Teacher (goes over)—Do you want to go home?
Corabell—NO! (louder) Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Tilly—Please, dearie, tell sister what’s the matter.
Corabell—I want—some—too—boo-hoo-hoo!
Mr. Judd—Pshaw, now! I guess I got myself in trouble (he slips over and puts candy in Corabell’s hand).
Tilly—Oh, see, little sister, what the nice man gave you (Corabell laughs and puts candy in mouth).
Teacher—We will now have a piece by Sarah Jane (she sits fussing in her seat). Come, Sarah Jane, speak your piece.
Sam—Huh, she’s f-f-f-f-f-f-fraid to s-s-s-s-s-say it.