"Milli didn't, in spite of all the practicing which you gave her," maliciously remarked Thig.
Dolf glowered at him.
hat is the cube root of 378?" suddenly asked one of the other members of the committee.
"Oh, a little over seven," hazarded Abbot.
"Come, come," boomed Thig: "give it to us exactly."
"Well, seven-point-two, I guess."
"Don't guess. Give it exact, to four decimal places."
"In my head?" asked Abbot incredulously.