Have you got any school-books in the house, Isabella ?" Isabella said there were some on a shelf up stairs.
"Well," said Jonas, "bring them to me, and I'll look over them, and form a plan." Isabella brought Jonas the school-books, and he looked them over, but said nothing then about his plan.

He reflected upon the subject until the next day, because he did not wish to propose any thing to them, until it was well matured.
The next evening, at eight o'clock, Isabella put up her spinning, and took a seat by the fire, to hear Jonas's plan.

Amos sat by a table at the back side of the room.

The farmer's wife was sitting upon the settle, knitting; and the farmer himself was asleep in his arm-chair, at the opposite corner.
"Now," said Jonas, "I like the plan of having an evening school, and I am willing to be either teacher or pupil; only, if I am teacher, I must _direct_, and you must both do as I say." "No," said Isabella, "you mustn't direct entirely; we'll talk over the plans, all together, and then do as we all agree." "No," said Jonas, "I have no idea of having all school-time spent in talking.

I'm perfectly willing that either of you should be teacher, and I'll obey.