I'll work a while and then perhaps I can think." So the Harvester began the evening routine.

He thought he did not want anything to eat, but when he opened the cupboard and smelled the food he learned that he was a hungry man and he cooked and ate a good supper.

He put away everything carefully, for even the kitchen was dainty and fresh and he wanted to keep it so for her.

When he finished he went into the living-room, stood before the fireplace, and studied the collection of half-finished candlesticks grouped upon it.

He picked up several and examined them closely, but realized that he could not bind himself to the exactions of carving that evening.