Now you had better go and write out your lines." "What ?" said I.

"I thought we were none of us going to do that." "I have warned you once against the perils of thinking.

It's a bad habit for little boys.

Off you go, or you won't get your _poena_ done in time." "What am I to tell the others ?" I inquired.
"You may tell them it's a fine evening.

Cut--do you hear ?" It was a great come-down.