The kettle had not been filled, probably because Mrs.Rose had been unable to face the storm of the night before, in taking it to the pump just at the entrance of the court.

When Philip came back from filling it, he found Alice and Hester both in the kitchen, and trying to make up for lost time by hastening over their work.

Hester looked busy and notable with her gown pinned up behind her, and her hair all tucked away under a clean linen cap; but Alice was angry with herself for her late sleeping, and that and other causes made her speak crossly to Philip, as he came in with his snowy feet and well-filled kettle.
'Look the' there! droppin' and drippin' along t' flags as was cleaned last night, and meddlin' wi' woman's work as a man has no business wi'.' Philip was surprised and annoyed.

He had found relief from his own thoughts in doing what he believed would help others.

He gave up the kettle to her snatching hands, and sate down behind the door in momentary ill-temper.