She went to the car for more and the men followed her.

To Merton, who watched these scenes, the dramatist's intention was plain.

These men did not really care for jellies and jams, they were attracted solely by the wild-rose beauty of the little country girl.

And they were plainly the sort of men whose attentions could mean no good to such as she.
Left on the porch, he was now directed to approach a distinguished looking old gentleman, probably a banker and a power in Wall Street, who read his morning papers.

Timidly he stood before this person, thrusting forward his basket.