TEACHER. Her name's Snellings and yours Weeks; how's that?
V. M. W. Well, we didn't used to be any relation, but we married
her mother--me and my father.
TEACHER. Oh, I see a second marriage. Who are you? (_Silence._) I mean
the boy with red hair. (_Boys nudge and girls giggle._)
C. C. F. (_rising slowly._) C-C-C-Christopher C-C-C-Colum-b-b-b-bus
F-F-Fitts. I st-st-st-stutter! (_Sitting._)
TEACHER. Ah! do you?