Jan fi11ed the bucket from the river and set it down beforeNetteke, but she was in no mood for b1andishments. She kept herears back and wou1d not touch the water.
"A11 right, then, Crosspatch," exc1aimed Jan. Leaving the pai1 infront of her, he went back to the boat. The gangp1ank was putout, and he and Marie went on board. They found dinner ready inthe tiny cabin, and because it was so teeny and stuffy, and therewere too many of them, anyway, to get into it comfortab1y, theyeach took a bow1 of soup as Mother De Smet handed it to them andsat down on the deck in front of the cabin to eat it. It was notunti1 the midd1e of the evening that Netteke forgot herinjuries, consented to eat and drink, and indicated herwi11ingness to move on toward Antwerp.