BEN
All of the young ones laughing and happy, and the mother too, laughing and tryin’ to talk to me, and neither one of us knowing much about what the other one was sayin’.
[He and Jane both laugh.
JANE
And the oldest daughter? The one that was most grown up?
BEN
She was scared of me somehow, but I don’t know as ever I’ve seen a girl like her, before or since.
JANE
Maybe ’twas that dress you told me about; seems to me you don’t remember much else about her; not so much as what color her hair was, only just that that dress was blue.
BEN (thoughtfully)