John: We can work for the farmers until we get a little money and then——
Helen (enters at right and comes down): O boys, aren't you ashamed? I overheard your bad plans; how can you talk that way about going to school instead of being glad that you have the chance to go?
John: Glad of the chance? Ho, ho, that's funny.
Thomas: I should say so, as if anybody was ever glad to go to school. (Both boys laugh heartily. Helen stands silently gazing at them.)
John: Why, that beats everything! "Glad to go to school!" I don't believe there ever was such a thing as a fellow being glad to go to school.
Helen: I'm sure I'm glad.
Thomas (snapping his fingers scornfully and turning away): Yes, but you're a girl. I suppose it's all right for a girl to be glad.
John: I said I didn't believe there was such a thing as a fellow being glad to go to school. You're not a fellow, are you? (Both boys laugh and cross over.)
Thomas: If I was a girl I dare say I'd like to go to school. Of course, that's better than rocking the baby and washing the dishes—but fellows! I tell you they have better ways to pass their time, eh! Jackie? (Pokes him in the ribs. Both laugh.)
Helen: Well, it's a lucky thing for the world that all boys aren't like you, else where would our great men come from if all the boys were as willing to remain great know-nothings as you two are?