But
Jerusha was tired and cross, she said it was an ugly place, and she
was afraid of the foxes and the polecats, she wanted to go home, she
wanted to go back to Goody Grace.
Stead grew angry, and threatened that she should have no supper, and
that made her cry the louder, and shake her frock at him; but
Patience, who knew better how to deal with her, let her finish her
cry, and come creeping back, promising to be good, and glad to eat
the supper, which was wholesome enough, though very smoky: however,
the children were used to smoke, and did not mind it.
They said their prayers together while the sun was touching the tops
of the trees, crept into their hut, curled themselves up upon their
straw and went to sleep, while Toby lay watchful at the door, and the
cat prowled about in quest of a rabbit or some other evening wanderer
for her supper.
The next day Patience spent in trying to get things into somewhat
better order, and Steadfast in trying to gather together his live
stock, which he had been forced to leave to take care of themselves.
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