"It ain't all their doin's, Markie, now is it?"
"Like as not it ain't, Pa. Sold many crullers t'-day?"
"I've sold all I've made, up t' this batch, Markie, an' I've been putterin' over the heat since the mornin' meal."
"Well, I'll lay the things on fur the noon meal, Pa, you tend t' business."
"But you ain't slept, Markie. Up all night an' no sleep nex' day! 'T won't do, Markie, now will it?"
"I'll sleep, come night time." Mark seized his third almost boiling cruller and turned to Billy.
"You ain't seen Janet, hev you?"
Billy looked guilty. "No, an' I ain't a-goin' t' this trip. Mark, how is things at the Light?"
"Squally as t' Susan Jane. Seein' others spry while she's chained by the stroke ain't addin' t' Susan Jane's Christian qualities."
"Stormin' at Janet?"