Sarah Jane—I haint neither—I haint scart o’ nuthin’. I’m—I’m a fixin’ up my stockin’ (fusses, then goes to front and stands there, twisting her dress and looking down at floor).
Teacher—Speak up, nice, Sarah Jane.
Virgil—Say, I bet she’s so skeert she can’t say nothin’.
Sarah Jane—I haint neither.
Virgil—Oh, you be, too.
Sarah Jane—I haint scart o’ nothin’.
Teacher—Why don’t you speak, Sarah Jane?
Sarah Jane—I’m thinkin’.
Teacher—What are you thinking about?