Oh! Why, this is made of maple... It's unmistakable! Hah, Master Beatin would tell you the grain of it almost flows... like syrup. Someday, I'll be a timbermaster like him! ...He wants me to go back to Mistress Yedythe's class, doesn't he? <sigh> He always tells us that if you can true a piece of wood, there's no excuse for not truing yourself... All right, I'm going.