"But I don't want to sew," said Mary Jane, suddenly wondering if her grandmother might be thinking of that, "I don't feel sew-ish."
"No, it's not sewing," replied Grandmother. "I haven't time for sewing this morning because I'm going to make strawberry jam."
"Then what is it?" asked Mary Jane and she pressed her face up against the screen door in her effort to look inside at her grandmother's work.
"You come in and wash your hands and face—wash them good with soap," said Grandmother, "then bring me one of Grandfather's big handkerchiefs and I'll tell you what it is."
That puzzled Mary Jane and she immediately forgot all about John and her lonesomeness. She hurried to the bathroom and washed her hands and face the very best she knew how. Then she reached into Grandfather's drawer and picked out a handkerchief and took it down to Grandmother.
"Now get me five pins from my basket," said Grandmother.
Mary Jane got the pins in a jiffy and then Grandmother stopped her work and began to unfold and refold the handkerchief.
"What—" began Mary Jane as she watched Grandmother's hands busy folding, "what's it going to be?"
"A cap," replied Grandmother, smiling, "a cap for the cook who's going to get our dinner"; and she set the cap squarely on Mary Jane's head!
"Me? Get dinner? Me? By myself?" exclaimed Mary Jane, "but I don't know how!"