"I didn't know the trunk was in the entry, and I came so fast I fell right over it." "I am very sorry you are hurt," said Mr.Parlin.

"Is your mother at home ?" "No, sir, she isn't; her trunk came, but she didn't." There was no information to be obtained at the Prossers'; so Mr.Parlin went to Mr.Lawrence's, the nearest neighbor on the right, making the same inquiries; but all he learned was, that a carriage had been seen standing at Mr.Parlin's door; who had gone away in it nobody could tell.
Dotty paced the pavement with restless steps, her mind agitated by a thousand wild fancies: Grandma Read never went anywhere; perhaps she was locked up in the house, and Zip too.

Norah was at Cape Elizabeth; she had walked out to see her friend Bridget, the girl with red hair; and, just as likely as not, she didn't ever mean to come back again.

Mother, and Susy, and Prudy had gone to Willowbrook, to grandpa Parlin's--of course they had,--and left grandma Bead all alone in the house, with nothing to eat.

How strange! How unkind! "Grandma!" she called out under Mrs.Read's window.
There was no answer.