“Tis the end of the week at last, and in Chicago the weather has cooled—so much so that a jacket was needed yesterday morning. Fall is on the way. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili and Andrzej are wrestling, and Her Highness smells victory:
Hili: Do you give up?
Hili: You were asking for it.
Hili: Poddajesz się?Ja: Nie.
Hili: Sam tego chciałeś.
Leon: I’m practicing like a real prima ballerina.