MOTHER. We-ell?
SOLDIER. Was it three quarters we got off the place last year?
MOTHER. Yes, that's right.
VERGER. Haven't the girls come out of the bath yet?
MOTHER. No.... This business of the wedding takes a lot of people.... We should be bringing in the oats.... And it will soon be time to pick berries....
VERGER. Yes, the dog-days are most over. You can see it on the flies; they're kind of drowsy.... Will there be a lot of berries this year?
MOTHER. Yes. [Silence.
SOLDIER. Will those girls never come back?
MOTHER. I don't know what can be keeping them so long.
SOLDIER. It's hot.