Annie was already talking to the silk weaver.
"What did he say?" the young woman asked.
Her voice was soft but strong.
Her dark eyes glowed with happiness.
"He said you should meet him in the field at twilight," said annie.
"He's so handsome!"
"yes, he is. " The silk weaver gave annie a shy smile.
Then she reached down to a basket near her loom and picked up a ball fo yellow thread.
"it was very brave of you to bring the message," she said.
"please accept this silk thread as my thank-you."
she handed annie the ball of silk.
"it's beautiful," said annie. "Feel."
she handed it to jack.
The thread was smooth and soft.