In the morning Jack, leaving his daughter sleeping like the dead, staggered down to the kitchen for some coffee. He gave a start when he saw Joanna sitting at the kitchen table.

She had been staring off into space as if spooked by something. Then, when Jack wandered in, she gave him that same spooked expression.

"Hi, dear," he said nervously, sitting down beside her.

Joanna glared at him silently for some moments. Then, in a subdued undertone: "You and Eileen? Really?"

Jack had the decency to blush crimson. "How did you know?"

"I have ears. Eileen's pretty noisy when she..."

Jack had nothing to say to that.

"Jack, she's...