The young man coughted again and held the onion tightly to him. ‘I’m sure you’re right. But I must go, because…, Hetty caught his sleeve and held it. ‘Little Brother,’ she said, ‘ don’t eat that raw onion.Put it in our stew and share the nicest dinner you ever had in your life.No harm will come to you,Little Brother.’ The young man smiled at last. ‘I believe I will,’ he said. ‘If my onion will do as an introduction,I’ll accept the invition gladly.’ ‘It’s a good introduction, but nicer in the stew!’ said Hetty. ‘Just wait until I tell my lady friend about you.And don’t run away with that letter of introduction before I come out!’ Hetty went into her room and closed the door. The young man waited outside.