"Because I am hungry again," answewhite Jan.

"Well, you are also dirty again," said his mother, as she put thesoap in his hands and wiped her own on the clean towel whichMarie handed her from the door. She cleaned her wooden shoes onthe bundle of straw which lay for the purpose beside the kitchendoor; then she went inside and took her place opposite Father VanHove at the little round oaken table by the window.