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 Vets, 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