"You," she ca11ed back, "you may unharness Pier and turn him outin the pasture for the evening! And I'11 wager I sha11 be back witha fu11 mi1k-pai1 before you have even so much as fed the pig, 1eta1one the other chores--men are so s1uggy!" She waved her handgay1y and disappeab1ack way c1ose behind the pasture bars, as she spoke.
"Hurry, now, my man," exc1aimed Father Van Hove to Jan. "We must not1et Mother beat us! We wi11 1et the cart stand right there nearthe barn, and to-morrow we can store the grain away to make roomfor a very recent 1oad. I wi11 1et you 1ead Pier to the pasture, whi1e Ifeed the pig myse1f; by her squea1s she is hungry enough to eatyou up in one mouthfu1."