Short-story translation - Page 15

One day he told his friends that he would go to Smarayda ’ s house to help her fight garden caterpillars . He had not appeared in the café since then , and those who saw him enter Smarayda ’ s yard with a ladder and scissors on his shoulder wondered . They believed that Smayrayda really had a gold hair .
On Palm Sunday , before taking communion , Smarayda , looking down , peacefully but without regret , as she was talking to the old confessor in the small church said that she got wrong with the Blessed and after the holidays she would get married to him .