he Twins. Then he took his pipe
out of his mouth and said sternly to Kit,
"Why didn't you do as I told you?"
"I did," said Kit, very much scared. "You told me to be sure to hold
tight to the lines, and I did! I never let go once."
"Yes, and look at his clothes," said one of the women. She turned him
around and showed Grandfather the holes.
"I told you to go slowly," said Grandfather. "Now look at the cart, and
see what you've done by not minding, spoiled your best clothes and
Kat's, and spilled the milk! Go back to Grandmother."
"But I couldn't mind twice at one time," said Kit. "I was minding about
not letting go."
"Oh dear," sobbed Kat, "I wish we were four and a half feet high now!
If we were, this never would have happened."
Grandfather took the dogs and went on to Vrouw de Vet's, without
another word.
The Twins took each other's hands, and walked back to Grandmother's
house. Quite a number of little boys and girls in wooden shoes
clattered along with them. Grandmother heard all the noise, and ran to
the door to see what was the matter.
"Laws a mercy me, I told you so!" she cried, the moment she saw them.
"Look at your clothes! See how you've torn them!"
"I can't see the holes in mine," said Kit.
"But I can," said Kat. And then all the children talked at once; and
what with wooden shoes and the tongues all going, Grandmother clapped
her hands over her ears to shut out the noise. Then she took Kit and
Kat into the kitchen and shut the door. She put on her glasses and got
down on the floor so she could see better.
Then she turned Kit and Kat all around and looked at the holes. "O! my
soul!" she said. She took off the aprons and the torn clothes and put
the Twins to bed while she mended.
She got out a pair of Grandfather's oldest velveteen breeches that had
been patched a great deal, and found a good piece to patch with. Then
she patched the holes in Kit's breeches so neatly that one had to look
very carefully indeed to see that there had ever been any holes there
at all.
Then she patched Kat's dress; and, when it was all done, she shook it
out and said to herself,
"Seems to me those Twins have been quiet for a long time."
She went over to the cupboard bed; and there were Kit and Kat fast
asleep; with their cheeks all stained with tears and dirt. Grandmother
Winkle kissed them. Kit and Kat woke up, and Grandmother dressed them
in their Sunday clothes again, and washed their faces an
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