"Off of supplies," was his decided answer.
"I think that could be arranged," she replied. "And these little things to put in my bag?"
"I could to git 'em 'fore the other kids comes in," said Isidore.
And a few moments later she had obtained leave of absence from the principal, and was buttoning her gloves while she gave her final instructions to the substitute who would minister until luncheon hour to the First Readers.
"I'm quite sure you will have no trouble. The children understand that I shall be back in the afternoon. If you want pencils, paper, or anything else, Isidore Cohen will get them for you. For Isidore"—and she laid her hand upon his narrow head—"Isidore is monitor of supplies."
Very late that afternoon a disillusioned monitor of supplies fared unostentatiously homeward from Room 18. He had never met candor equal to Miss Bailey's, and he was in the grip of the paralyzing conviction that for as long as he remained within her sphere of influence, honesty would be the only expedient policy.
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[Page 32]: Was 'or' (healthy for somebody)