'The Lord be praised,' he said. 'What news?'
'In Eternity. We are all right.'
The sergeant looked round.
'Is your husband at home?'
'Where else should he be? Fetch your father, Jendrek.'
'Beautiful barley; is it your own?'
'Of course it is.'
'You might give me a sackful. I'll pay you next time I come.'
'I'll get the bag at once, sir.'
'Perhaps you can sell me a chicken as well?'