ng grass and listen to me," he said. "She's here, Betsy!
She's in our cabin. She's going to remain, you can stake your oats
on that. She's going to be the loveliest and sweetest girl in all the
world, and because you're a beast, I'll tell you something a man never
could know. Down with your ear, you critter! She's going to kiss me,
Betsy! This very night, before I lay me, her lips meet mine, and maybe
you think that won't be glorious. I supposed it would be a year, anyway,
but it's now! Ain't you glad you are an animal, Betsy, and can keep
secrets for a fool man that can't?"

He walked down the driveway, and before the Girl had a chance to speak,
he said, "I wonder if I had not better carry those things into your
room, and arrange your bed for you."

"I can," she said.

"Oh no!" exclaimed the Harvester. "You can't lift the mattress and heavy
covers. Hold the door and tell me how."

He laid a big bundle on the floor, opened it, and took out the shoes.

"Your shoe box is in the closet there."

"I didn't know what that door was, so I didn't open it."

"That is a part of my arrangements for you," said the Harvester. "Here
is a closet with shelves for your covers and other things. They are bare
because I didn't know just what should be put on them. This is the shoe
box here in the corner; I'll put these in it now."

He knelt and in a row set the shoes in the curly maple box and closed
it.

"There you are for all kinds of places and varieties of weather.
This adjoining is your bathroom. I put in towels, soaps; brushes,
and everything I could think of, and there is hot water ready for
you----rain water, too."

The Girl followed and looked into a shining little bathroom, with its
white porcelain tub and wash bowl, enamelled wood-work, dainty green
walls, and white curtains and towels. She could see no accessory she
knew of that was missing, and there were many things to which she never
had been accustomed. The Harvester had gone back to the sunshine room,
and was kneeling on the floor beside the bundle. He began opening boxes
and handing her dresses.

"There are skirt, coat, and waist hangers on the hooks," he said. "I
only got a few things to start on, because I didn't know what you would
like. Instead of being so careful with that dress, why don't you take it
off, and put on a common one? Then we will have something to eat, and go
to the top of the hill and watch the moon bridge the lake."

While she hung the d