After much wandering through several states, a prolonged stay in California working for a grape harvesting outfit, and a penniless return to New England, Jack returns home and learns that Dean has been waiting for him and writes,
"Dean had come to my house, slept several nights there, waiting for me; spent afternoons talking to my aunt as she worked on a great rag rug wooven of all the clothes in my family for years, which was now finished and spread on my bedroom floor, as complex and as rich as the passage of time itself, and then he had left, two days before I arrived, crossing my path somewhere in Pennsylvania...."