“Hum！“sneeredMissPepper。“Upsot！Yes，Iseeyou’reupsot。Getup，andtrytolookasmuchlikeaChristianasyoucan！“
Kyanrosefromhiskneestohisfeetandrubbedhisback。HeglancedreproachfullyatGrace，thenfearfullyathissister。
“Iwasjusttryin’tohelpKeziahtakedownherstovepipe，“heexplained。“Yousee，shedidn’thavenomanto——“
“Yes，Isee。Well，Ijudgeyougotitdown。Nowyougoouttothesinkandwashyourface。Heavensandearth！Lookatthemclothes！“
“Idohopeyoudidn’thurtyourself，Abishai，“saidthesympatheticKeziah。Then，asremembranceofwhathadledtotheupsetcametoher，sheadded：“ThoughIwillsay’twasyourownfaultandnobodyelse’s。“