"I don't know." Mileka whispered to Rug outside the cottage.
"What do yah mean yah don't know? Did yah see her or not? And why are you just telling me this now?" Rug whispered back.
"Well, I did not think it necessary to tell you about a matter I wasn't so sure of. And yet I could only keep it to myself for this long. However, 'Twas really dark in the night. I must have been seeing things. How could it have been her?" She shrugged.
"But there is a possibility that it could have been her?" Rug asks and Mileka nodded.
"But I could have been wrong?" She nervously asks.
She shouldn't have been out by that time. If only she had not forgotten the apples she bought, she wouldn't have had to return to theel market where she saw a strange woman standing in the market square.
As fate would have it, her apples spilled onto the streets and somehow while picking them up, she caught a glimpse of the woman.
