Marie.
Oh yes, last night at the station I heard a strange song--some one in a fourth-class coach was singing. Listen. [Sings.] "Zwirio czenay, zwirio tenay--kam'mano bernyczo--Rid wid wil dai dai--Ne'r mano bernyczo."
George.
And the Lithuanian text--you memorized it just from hearing it?
Marie.
Certainly.
George.
Well, where did you learn all that?
Marie.
Why, I have always known it.