The Prince and The Pauper by Mark Twain Chapter 14 Page 21

please your Grace. Two days gone by, when your Majesty faulted thrice in your Greek — in the morning lessons, — dost remember it?”

“Y-e-s — methinks I do.

(It is not much of a lie — an’ I had meddled with the Greek at all, I had not faulted simply thrice, but forty times.) Yes, I do recall it, now — go on.”

“The master, being wroth with what he termed such slovenly and doltish work, did promise that he would soundly whip me for it — and — ”

“Whip thee!” said Tom, astonished out of his presence of mind. “Why should he whip thee for faults of mine?”

“Ah, your Grace forgetteth again. He always scourgeth me when thou dost fail in thy lessons.”