One day Naomi her mother-in-law1 said to her, "My daughter, should I not try to find a home2 for you, where you will be well provided for?
Is not Boaz, with whose servant girls you have been, a kinsman3 of ours? Tonight he will be winnowing barley on the threshing floor.4
Wash5 and perfume yourself,6 and put on your best clothes.7 Then go down to the threshing floor, but don't let him know you are there until he has finished eating and drinking.8
When he lies down, note the place where he is lying. Then go and uncover his feet and lie down. He will tell you what to do."
"I will do whatever you say,"9 Ruth answered.