It was about four days later that she made him a shepherd's pie as an excuse to go to his shop and thank him for the clock. Of course, she had to get the neighbor to watch her children in return for her having done the same with the neighbor's children, and she would carry the dish in a wide basket slung over her arm. She entered the shop and looked around for him. As soon as she spotted him, she said, "Hello, Fred." (Or his proper name if there was a customer.) "I thought I would bring ye some dinner. I know ye have been busy," or so she assumed, she thought with a pause.

She would lift the basket with both hands then and indicate that he should take it.