His mother went out of the room and he could hear her frying something downstairs while he
washed, shaved and dressed to go down into the dining-room for breakfast. While he was eating
breakfast, his sister brought in the mail.
"Well, Hare," she said. "You old sleepy-head. What do you ever get up for?"
Krebs looked at her. He liked her. She was his best sister.
"Have you got the paper?" he asked.