Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered

3There are years that ask questions and years that answer. Janie hadhad no chance to know things, so she had to ask. Did marriage end thecosmic loneliness of the unmated? Did marriage compel love like thesun the day?In the few days to live before she went to Logan Killicks and hisoften-mentioned sixty acres, Janie asked inside of herself and out. Shewas back and forth to the pear tree continuously wondering and thinking.Finally out of Nanny’s talk and her own conjectures she made asort of comfort for herself. Yes, she would love Logan after they weremarried. She could see no way for it to come about, but Nanny and theold folks had said it, so it must be so. Husbands and wives alwaysloved each other, and that was what marriage meant. It was just so.Janie felt glad of the thought, for then it wouldn’t seem so destructiveand mouldy. She wouldn’t be lonely anymore.Janie and Logan got married in Nanny’s parlor of a Saturday eveningwith three cakes and big platters of fried rabbit and chicken.Everything to eat in abundance. Nanny and Mrs. Washburn had seento that. But nobody put anything on the seat of Logan’s wagon to makeit ride glorious on the way to his house. It was a lonesome place like astump in the middle of the woods where nobody had ever been. Thehouse was absent of flavor, too. But anyhow Janie went on inside towait for love to begin. The new moon had been up and down threetimes before she got worried in mind. Then she went to see Nanny inMrs. Washburn’s kitchen on the day for beaten biscuits.Nanny beamed all out with gladness and made her come up to thebread board so she could kiss her.