'Tis the Season, Budny,' He Said.

She took his suit case in one hand and hers in the other, and led him down the path to the soft, thick dirt of the road. They went for a long time, through the stretch with laurel oak trees and palmettoes on one side, the big plantation of orange trees on the other. Johnie seemed to be thinking about something and didn't talk, which was all right, because he liked to watch her two braid snake back and forth across her back as she walked. When they got to the turn off toward the fishing camp, she put the suit cases down with a sigh and shook out her hands. At this rate, she said, we're not