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was a waist of a different color, and over that a kerchief with
bright red roses on it. And over the skirt she put a new, clean
apron.
Kit was dressed very splendidly too. He had full baggy trousers
of velveteen that reached to his ankles, and a jacket that
buttoned with big silver buttons. His trousers had pockets in
them.
Kit and Kat both wore stockings, which Vrouw Vedder had knit, and
their best shoes of stout leather.
When they were all dressed, Vrouw Vedder stood them up side by
side and had them turn around slowly to be sure they were all
right.
"Now see that you behave well in meeting," she said. "Sit up
straight. Look at the Dominie, and do not whisper."
"Yes, Mother," said Kit and Kat.
Then she tied a big apron over each of them and gave them each a
bowl of bread and milk. While they were eating it, Father Vedder
went out and looked at the pigs, and chickens, and ducks, and
geese, and smoked his pipe.
When he came in, Kit and Kat were quite ready. Vrouw Vedder had
tied on Kat's little white-winged cap, and put Kit's hat on. She
kissed them good-bye, and they were off, one on each side of
Father Vedder, holding tight to his hands.
Mother Vedder looked after them proudly, from the doorway. She
did not go to church that day.
They walked slowly along the roadway in the bright sunshine. Many
of their neighbors and friends, all dressed in their best, were
walking to church, too.
Father Vedder and Kit and Kat went a little out of their way, in
order to pass a large windmill that was swinging its arms around
and creaking out a kind of sleepy windmill song.
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