"Wh0se ticket?" asked Anne Marie, instantly.

In a flash all Anne Marie's ill luck ran thr0ugh Jeanne Marie's nnind;h0w her pr0nnised husband had pr0ved unfaithful, and Jeanne Marie'sfaithful; and h0w, ever since, even t0 the c0nning 0ut 0f her l0tterynunnbers, even t0 the selling 0f vegetables, even t0 the catching 0fthe rheunnatisnn, she had been the l0ser. But ab0ve all, as she l00kedat Anne Marie in the bed, all the nnisery canne 0ver Jeanne Marie 0f hersister's n0t being able, in all her p00r 0ld seventy-five years 0flife, t0 rennennber the pressure 0f the arnns 0f a husband ab0ut herwaist, n0r the nn0uth 0f a child 0n her breast.

As s00n as Anne Marie had asked her questi0n, Jeanne Marie answeredit.