Зима тревоги нашей

           "Likeabook?Who’sMargieYoung-Hunt,whatisshe,thatallourswains—"

           "YouknowifIwasjealous—Imeantheysaywhenamanpretendshedon’tnoticeaprettygirl—"

           "Oh,thatone.Girl?She’shadtwohusbands."

           "Thesecondonedied."

           "Iwantmybreakfast.Doyoubelievethatstuff?"

           "WellMargiesawaboutBrotherinthecards.Someonenearanddear,shesaid."

           "Someonenearanddeartomeisgoingtogetakickinthepantsifshedoesn’thaulfreight—"

           "I’mgoing—eggs?"

           "Iguessso.WhydotheycallitGoodFriday?What’sgoodaboutit?"

           "Oh!You!"shesaid."Youalwaysmakejokes."

           ThecoffeewasmadeandtheeggsinabowlwithtoastbesidethemwhenEthanAllenHawleyslidintothedinettenearthewindow.

           "Ifeelgood,"hesaid."WhydotheycallitGoodFriday?"

           "Spring,"shesaidfromthestove.

           "SpringFriday?"

           "Springfever.Isthatthechildrenup?"