He did not look at her as he spoke.
"No; thank you, Jim," replied Eva.
Suddenly the young man reached out a hand and stroked her rough hair.

"Well, take care of yourself, old girl," he said.
Eva went to her sister as Jim went out of the yard.

Ellen was in the sitting-room with her father, and Fanny had gone to the kitchen to heat some milk for the child, whom she firmly believed to have had nothing to eat during her absence.
"Fanny," said Eva.
"Well ?" said Fanny.

"I can't stop; I must get some milk for her; she must be 'most starved." Fanny turned and looked at Eva, who cast down her eyes before her in a very shamefacedness of happiness and contrition.
"Why, what is it ?" repeated Fanny, staring at her.
"I've got Jim back, I guess, as well as Ellen," said Eva, "and I'm going to be a good woman." After all the crowd of people outside had gone, the little nervous boy raced into the Brewster yard with a tin cup of chestnuts in his hand.

He knocked at the side door, and when Fanny opened it he thrust them upon her.