(Teacher sends class to seats in disgrace to study their lesson.)
BOY (in seat). Teacher, how many is five less one?
TEACHER. Think that out yourself. If there were five crows in Squire Green’s field and you should shoot one, how many would there be left?
BOY. Only one.
TEACHER. What? Think again.
BOY. The other four would fly off, wouldn’t they?
GIRL (raising hand ). How many scruples are there in a drachm?
TEACHER. Jonathan, tell Maria how many scruples there are in a drachm.
JONATHAN. Don’t know, only that ma said as how pa took his dram every morning without any scruples. I guess some drams don’t have no scruples.
TEACHER. Both of you refer to your tables.