Jane came out with one hand up and the other one out to the side because she couldn't lift the cast iron kettle up over her head.<br/><br/>"Sorry but I can't life the iron kettle above my head. My name is Jane. I am just traveling through. I am alone..... not even a dog to keep me company. May I come closer, please? I mean no harm to anyone......" Jane spoke slowly as she walked up to the camp fire slowly.