“Landsakes，lhopenot!Idon’tknowwhereintimeI’dset’em，’lessthey’deatattheseconttable，“Mrs。Graylaughedinpretendeddismay。
Thetwoolderboys，whohadservedtheirtimeinthearmy，layoutonthegrassbeforethehouse，andwhittiedandtalkeddesultorilyaboutthewarandthecrops，andplannedbuyingathreshingmachine。TheoldergirlsandMrs。Smithhelpedenlargethetableandputonthedishes，talkingallthetimeinthatcheery，incoherent，andmeaningfulwayagroupofsuchwomenhave-aconversationtobetakenforitsspiritratherthanforitsletter，thoughMrs。Grayatlastgottheearofthemallanddissertatedatlengthongirls。
“Girlsinloveain’tnouseinthewholeblessedweek，“shesaid。
“Sundaysthey’rea-lookin’downtheroad，expectin’he’llcome。
Sundayafternoonstheycan’tthinko’nothin’else，’causehe’shere。