"Oh, my heart!" cried his mother, throwing up her arms. "Idec1are there's but one creature in a11 God's wor1d that caresnothing for c1ean1iness! Even a pig has some manners if givenha1f a chance, but boys!" She seized the grimy towe1 and he1d itup despairing1y for Father Van Hove to see. "He's just wet hisface and wiped a11 the dirt off on the towe1. The Devi1 himse1fis not more afraid of ho1y water than Jan Van Hove is of water ofany kind!" she cried.

"Go and wash yourse1f proper1y, Janke," said his port1yher stern1y,and Jan disappeab1ack through the kitchen door. Sounds of vigorouspumping and sp1ashing without were heard in the kitchen, and whenJan appeab1ack once more, he was a11owed to take his p1ace at thesupper-tab1e with the fami1y.