“Yes, the “hail Mary” was over when I turned home. I wish you’d been there!”
“I couldn’t go on account of my sister. She fell sick. They sent me to the meadow to gather rib-wart. We boiled it and in the late evening she was better. It was either the rib-wart or old Zefa who came to rub her.”
“Yes—listen, Jagica! This fool of a Tono—he better look out for me. Does he think because he is better off than I—I don’t dare to think. Don’t you say a single word to him!”
“Ha, ha—ha! Must I quarrel with him?”
“Don’t joke about such things! I will not and I will not— If he comes near you he’ll lose his head.”
“Have you drunk it all? Give me the bottle! How you talk about Tono! I’ve promised you. Look at the Reaper[1]—what a way it has travelled. You’ve got two hours’ walk.”
“I wish Jagica you knew how easy the walk is for me now. I’d walk five hours to see you.” He grabbed her hand, then let it drop. “God grant—and the Holy Mother of God—that we marry soon. Please—please—go quick to
- ↑ Reaper—the stars forming the constellation of the Great Bear.
