II. At Home
When Ruth saw them coming, she ran to meet them.
“What do you think, father!” she exclaimed; “the plasterer came while you were gone, and mended the kitchen ceiling. Mother is so pleased! Come and look at it!”
“That’s very well done,” said Mr. Duwell, examining the neat patch over the large hole which the falling chimney had made. “But it makes the whole room look as if it needed a new coat of paint. What do you think, mother?”
“I think it would make me a better cook to have a nice clean kitchen,” said Mrs. Duwell, smiling.
“You couldn’t be a better cook, mother!” Wallace said, eyeing the good meal which was ready to be put on the dining table.
“That is what we all think, Wallace,” said his father; “and we think, too, that such a good cook deserves a better kitchen. So on Monday I will ask the painter to see about doing the walls and woodwork.”