A large woman with a big basket on her arm came along to the
stall where Kit and Kat were sitting.

"Bless my heart!" she said. "Are you twins?"

"Yes, Ma'am," said Kit and Kat. And Kat said, "We're five years
old."

"O my soul!" said the large woman. "So you are! What are your
names?"

"Christopher aid Katrina, but they call us Kit and Kat for
short." It was Kat who said this. And Kit said,

"When we are four feet and a half high, we are going to be called
Christopher and Katrina."

"Well, well, well!" said the large woman. "So you are! Now my
name is Vrouw Van der Kloot. Are you helping Father?"

"Yes," said the Twins. "We're going to help him sell things."

"Then you may sell me a cabbage and ten onions," said Vrouw Van
der Kloot.

Father Vedder's eyes twinkled, and he lit his pipe. Kit got a
cabbage for the Vrouw.

"You can get the ten onions," he said to Kat. You see, really Kit
couldn't count ten and be sure of it. So he asked Kat to do it.