A nine-year-old boy opened the door. “Is your mother or father at home?” asked the farmer. “No, they made a town trip.” Howard, what about your brother? Is he present here? “No, he traveled with his parents. The young child remarks, “The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other, mumbling to himself.”

“I can leave a message for Dad or I can show you where all the tools are if you want to borrow one.”Alright, the farmer said in a tense tone. “No, I would really like to speak with your Dd regarding your brother Howard’s pregnancy of my daughter Suzy.”

After giving it some thought, the boy said, You need to discuss that with my dad. I am aware that he charges $150 for pigs and $500 for bulls, but I am unsure of Howard’s pricing.