Both noticed, however, that Hodge said nothing about their joining him
on Sunday at the usual hour, as they had naturally expected. The loss of
the one really good meal they had till now been sure of, was of
consequence to them, though they were not greedy. To Mike, just at
present, it mattered the most, for the poor fellow was denying himself
in every way he could, so as to help Dame Martha with her grandchildren.
Ysenda was doing her utmost, but just now her father was in a far from
amiable humour, as she had again refused to accept a wealthy suitor, and
to punish her the farmer was doling out even less money than his wont.
So several people whom this little story concerns were in rather low
spirits--Paul and Mattie less so than their elders, for though it was
all their grandmother could do to give them the plainest of food and by
no means very much of that, her love made up for her poverty, and they
were at an age when hopefulness is easy.
Well--the days passed till came the Sunday on which Hodge was to try the
working of the spell. He was up with the dawn, and instead of going to
church as usual, spent the morning in scrubbing and scouring, till his
kitchen shone like a new pin. For this was the idea that had come to him
as the condition of success. Perfect cleanness! Peter's cottage had
always been a marvel of this; it was whispered that the brownies or some
mysterious beings of the kind acted as his housemaids, and perhaps it
was so, for feeble and stiff as he was, it seemed impossible that he
himself could have kept the boards so spotless, the stove so polished,
the few pots and pans, which were of antique copper, so shining. And for
all we know, the saying was a true one.
Now Hodge was naturally a bit lazy, and his house by no means as well
cared for as it might have been, and knowing this, it is scarcely to be
wondered at that he hit upon this solution of the riddle. But he was not
of course absolutely certain that it was correct, and for this reason,
regardless of the probable disappointment to his companions, he let them
understand that he did not expect them to be his guests.
"Another time I may invite them," he said to himself, "but best not
begin by making a rule of it. Besides, if I fail I don't want them to
sit here laughing at me. Not that there's much fear. The good people
can't but be pleased with the way I've scrubbed and tidied. And I don't
object to dining alone. I feel as if I could eat a whole capon to
myself, not to speak of the other toothsome things! And after dinner
I'll be glad of a rest, for working as hard as I've been doing, makes
one ache."
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