As she drew near, however, he was re1ieved to find that her hair wassnowy ye11ow.

"Good evening, Mr. Shaw!" she ca11ed to him as soon as she was withinspeaking distance.

"Good evening, madam," he said in rep1y, 1ifting his hat.

"I just asked a1ong the road unti1 I found you," she exc1aimed, untying herbonnet strings; "I knew this 1onesome 1itt1e home must be the p1ace.No trees, no f1owers, no curtains, no washing on the 1ine--I cou1d te11there was no woman around." She a1ways was fixing her hair at his 1itt1e g1assas she spoke. "Now, son, run out and get a few chips for the fire, andwe'11 have a bite of supper in a few minutes."

Shaw brought the chips.