On and on they slowly drove through the woods, past the big beds of cranesbill, violets, and lilies.

He showed her where the mushrooms were most numerous, and for the first time told the story of how he had sold them and the violets from door to door in Onabasha in his search for her, and the amazed Girl sat staring at him.

He told of Doctor Carey having seen her once, and inquired as they passed the bed if the yellow violets had revived.

He stopped to search and found a few late ones, deep among the leaves.
"Oh if I only had known that!" cried the Girl, "I would have kept them forever." "No need," said the Harvester.

"Here and now I present you with the sole ownership of the entire white and yellow violet beds.