Mrs. Peabody was looking out her window at the commotion on the patio behind her apartment. The Johnson's were at it again. They were fighting with large swords. Thank God they were not using dueling pistols this time. Of course they were terrible shots but, the guns made so much noise. The clang clang of the swords was bad enough.
So far Martha Johnson was holding her own with her husband Albert Johnson. In fact, the neighbors all hoped that one of them would win this time, sending the other to jail or death.
Albert Johnson was such a mean drunk,and Martha was a flirt.About now Albert was wishing that he had never taught Martha to fence. But you get what you pay for.