"I told you,
Ike--he licked the teacher."
"This here is a fairy story, Henery," returned Isaac reprovingly.
"Even in a fairy story it 'ud be ridiculous to let a boy of fifteen
beat a trained teacher," said Josiah Nummler. "He didn't quite, and it
come this way. Leander asked Pinky Binn if he had eleven apples and
multiplied them by five how many was they left. She says sixty-five.
'Figure it out agin,' he says, wery stern. So she works her fingers
and her lips a-while, like she was deef and dumb. 'Five-timsone is
five,' she says, 'and five-timsone agin is five and one to carry is
six--sixty-five,' she says. 'Well, I'll be Scotch-Irished,' says
Leander gittin' wery angry. 'Sech obtusety' (Leander allus used fancy
words) 'is worthy of Ernest yander.' He pinted his long finger at
Ernest and says, 'How much is five times eleven apples? Ernest gits up
and faces the teacher, wery ca'am and wery quiet. 'Sixty-five,' says
he. 'It's fifty-five,' Leander shouts. Then says Ernest, wery cool,
'Pinky Binn says it's sixty-five, and Pinky Binn ain't no storyteller,
and you hadn't otter call her one.
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