She rested a few minutes there, and then went to the cabin shining between bare branches.

She opened the front door, entered, and stood staring around her.
"Why things is all tore up here," she said.

"Now ain't that sensible of David to put everything away and save it nice and careful until his woman gets back.

Seems as if she's good and plenty long coming; seems as if her folks needs her mighty bad, or she's having a better time than the boy is or something." She set the pie on the table, went through the cabin and up the hill a little distance, calling the Harvester.

When she passed the barn she missed Betsy and the wagon, and then she knew he was in town.