press full of linen for you."

"Isn't Kit going to have some too?" asked Kat.

Grandmother laughed.

"The mother of the little girl who will some day marry Kit, is
working now on her linen, no doubt; so Kit won't need any of
yours."

The Twins looked very solemn and went out into the yard. They sat
down on the bench by the kitchen door together. Then Kat said,

"Kit, do you suppose we've got to be married?"

"It looks like it," said Kit.

Things seemed very dark indeed to the Twins.

"Well," said Kat, "I just tell you I'm not going to do it. I 'm
going to stay at home with Mother and Father, and you and the
ducks and everything!"

"What will they do with the linen then?" said Kit. "I guess
you'll have to be married."

Kat began to cry.

"I'll just go and ask Mother," she said.