"He is a dear boy," she said softly. "That is lovely of him to bring me trinkets. I did not know twas him." She was glad for the diversion in topic. She had not meant to word what she'd said the way she had. She had said it because she didn't want him to be cold either. But now that they were headed toward her home, she felt comforted. She would invite him in once they reached her doorstep. Actually, she would invite him in before then. "Would ye like to come in when we get to my house, Fred?" she asked softly.