She found Henne Roesel in her untidy kitchen, sound in every limb but sulky in spirit.

My grandmother exclaimed at her conduct, and bade her hurry with her toilet, and accompany her; the wedding guests were waiting; the bride was faint from prolonging her fast.

But Henne Roesel flatly refused to go; the bride might remain an old maid, for all she, Henne Roesel, cared about the wedding.

My troubled grandmother expostulated, questioned her, till she drew out the root of the cousin's sulkiness.

Henne Roesel complained that she had not been properly invited.