"Aye. I am Ruth. I came ta thank ye all fer yer help when I needed it the most," she said softly, starting on another shelf. "I had him the night after I was here." The curly-haired boy started to squirm as if he knew he was one of those being spoken of. She put another book on the shelf after checking the number. "I suppose ye're wonderin' why I am in your library again though. I... need werk, and I thought I would ask while I was here." Another book, she was getting faster at it, but not nearly as fast as he was. "And I don't mean ta intrude by shelvin' yer books," she said quietly. "