<div style="text-align: justify;">Ursula nodded when John asked if there was a way to know the difference. "Yes. You can shake the egg very gently, and if it feels liquid, there is no chick". After this explanation, Ursula kept on walking and led John to the pen. The girl was opening the door to check the hens when John said his family was pressuring him to marry.<br/><br/>She stopped what she was doing and closed the door. Blinking a few times in surprise, she looked at the picture of the girl.<br/><br/>"She is a really beautiful girl", Ursula commented. Her voice was a little quieter. It felt like she was thinking. Why was he sharing it with her? Did he want her help? Did he expected her to give him advice? What kind of advice could she provide? She was just a peasant girl, her knowledge was in farming and inn keeping.<br/><br/>"Have you ever met this girl?", she asked patiently. Once again, Ursula opened the door to the pen. She checked out which nests had eggs and sighed. "Marriage is not so bad, if people are compatible, I believe". The girl was confused as to what he expected her to say. "My mother, when she was alive, used to say that you should marry someone you enjoy talking to... So maybe that is what you should be looking for?"</div>