He did not look at first to see what effect Bram's return had on Celie Armin.

He went on casually with his work.

He even began to whistle; and then, after a final stir or two at the potatoes, he pointed to the pail in which the coffee was bubbling, and said: "Turn the coffee, Celie.

We're ready!" He caught a glimpse of her face then.

The excitement and color had partly died out of it.