But there is one on the lady: She should have settled these points before she became quite so familiar.

I have that for a foundation anyway, so I'll go on cutting wood, and the remainder will be up to her when I find her.

When I find her," repeated the Harvester slowly.

"But I am not going to locate her very soon monkeying around in these woods.

I should be out where people are, looking for her right now." He chopped steadily until the tree crashed over, and then, noticing a rapidly filling bucket, he struck the ax in the wood and began gathering sap.