Jo.
[Coming through the door at left. Brown apron—gold head pieces on the black band around her head.] Good day.
Kneir.
The chickens are out again! The rooster is sitting on Ari’s roof.
Jo.
[Laughing merrily.] Hahaha! He’s not going to lay eggs there!
Kneir.
[Crossly.] Hear her talk! She knows well enough we almost came to blows with Ari because the hens walked in his potato patch.
Jo.
I let them out myself, old cross patch—Truus dug their potatoes yesterday.