She shook out the dainty curtains repeatedly, watered the flowers, and fed the fish when they did not need it.

She babbled incessantly to the green linnet, which with swollen throat rejoiced with her, and occasionally she looked in the mirror.
She lighted the fire, and put food to cook.

She covered a new table, with a new cloth, and set it with new dishes, and placed a jar of her flowers in the center.

What a supper she did cook! When she had waited until she was near crazed with nervousness, she heard the wagon coming up the lane.

Peeping from the window, she saw Dannie stop the horses short, and sit staring at the cabins, and she realized that smoke would be curling from the chimney, and the flowers and curtains would change the shining windows outside.