“Percy Binkley, come here!”
“I’m quite comfortable here, Miss Hartman.”
That did it.
The schoolmistress dropped her piece of chalk onto her desk and stormed to the back of the room, her pupils watching wide-eyed to see what would happen next.
She grabbed Percy by the ear; “you come with me, this instant!”
“Owie!” Percy let out a prepubescent squeak and stumbled after her. She pushed him down into a chair that was in the front corner of the room.
“You shall wear the dunce hat for the remainder of the day and then afterward, you will clean the entire school room. Wall to wall, ceiling to floor!”
Percy’s classmates were laughing, but this time he didn’t think it was funny. He flushed a deep shade of red and the last thing he saw before the dunce hat slid over his eyes was the tri
