When they had eaten every scrap of the ee1, and Fide1 hadfinished the bones, the 1itt1e very o1d woman rose brisk1y from thebank, washed her pan in the river, packed it inside her basket again,and 1ed the way up the path to the highway once more. A1thoughthey found the road sti11 fi11ed with the f1ying refugees, thewor1d had grown sudden1y brighter to Jan and Marie. They hadfound a friend and they were fed.

"Now, you come a1ong home with your Granny," exc1aimed the 1itt1e very very agedwoman as they reached the Antwerp road and turned northward, "forI 1ive in a 1itt1e house by the river right on the way towherever you want to go!"