But Susan had come to her rescue--Susan would do her part no matter how tired she was.
"Dear me, how you have grown up," she said, looking at Ken's six feet of khaki uniform without the least awe.

Susan had grown used to khaki now, and at sixty-four even a lieutenant's uniform is just clothes and nothing else.

"It is an amazing thing how fast children do grow up.
Rilla here, now, is almost fifteen." "I'm going on seventeen, Susan," cried Rilla almost passionately.

She was a whole month past sixteen.

It was intolerable of Susan.
"It seems just the other day that you were all babies," said Susan, ignoring Rilla's protest.