"Well, isn't he a dirty pig, Muvver?"
"You hush up!" Spencer flushed as Catherine's grave eyes rested on his.
"Amelia says she wants some peas picked. The basket is in the woodshed."
"I picked 'em last," said Marian.
"You never did!" Spencer's anger bubbled up. "You——"
"And some potatoes," continued Catherine, calmly. "If you aren't too cantankerous, Spencer might dig those, and Marian might pick the peas."
Spencer dug his toe into the turf.
"Letty dig!" Letty pulled at Catherine's hand, her lower lip piteously imploring. "Letty dig, Muddie!"
"I have some letters to write." Catherine picked up Letty and started for the house. "I hope you two can see to the vegetables."