forty-seconds

Updated: July 28, 2026

It was not until they came to the cell of the oldest girl that they received an answer. She was good at mental arithmetic; and, after a minute's thought, she said, "It would be five forty-seconds." "Good!" cried the pigwidgeons. "We will divide the butter into forty-two parts, and each take five. And now let us go to work and cut these bars."

Frank Richard Stockton - The Bee-Man of Orn and Other Fanciful Tales