...to read other things than comic books and movie romances.

You know, monsieur, I believe that it's only in the Romance languages...

but really, except for Doc and yourself JosÈ's my first non-rat romance.

What problem, Uncle Jim?

getting the Fenwick scrubbed without shaming them, now.

You mean I should do it?

You just go for a swim in the Seamen Pond and take along a cake of your granny's lye soap and a nice stiff brush.

Ella Mae, when the widder and the youngin' get over here, you invite them down to the Seamen Pond for a swim.

Okay, Pa?

When they get down to the pond, Jethro, you commence the soapin' and the scrubbin' and the splashin' and they'll get the idea.

Ah, dingies, that's a first-rate notion.

I reckon now, Ellie, we gotta be special careful not to put on airs around the poor weather.

Let's eat in the kitchen family style like we always had.

That's a good idea.

If we want the Fenwick's to move in here with us, we gotta make them feel like this family.

Jed, is the Fenwick's moving in with us lock, stock, and barrel?

Granny, the Fenwick's ain't got a lock, stock, and barrel to move in with.

Right, Ellie?

That's right, Pa.

They must have it copied.