There are no dark-eyed girls here.

Now we are making headway." Down the street he went, with varying fortune, but with patience and persistence at every house he at last managed to learn whether there was a dark-eyed girl.

There did not seem to be many.

Long before his store of yellow violets was gone the last blue and white had disappeared.

But he calmly went on asking for dark-eyed girls, and explaining that all the blue and white were taken, because fair women were most numerous.
At one house the owner, who reminded the Harvester of his mother, came to the door.