"Here it is nearly six o'clock, and I haven't been down to the mulberry-tree.

I wanted one more swing on the grape-vine swing before I dressed for dinner.

It's like flying to go sailing through the air, across the ravine, on that grape-vine that covers the mulberry-tree." "There won't be time now," said the Little Colonel, casting an anxious look toward the front windows.

If the girls had not been so busily occupied, they might have noticed how she had been manoeuvring for some time to keep them away from the front windows.

She even took them down the back stairs when they were ready for dinner, with the excuse that she wanted them to see the hamper in which Joyce's puppy was to travel.
Eugenia's Bob was to be left at Locust until after she had made her trip abroad.
Joyce had a fresh blue satin ribbon packed away in her satchel to tie around her Bob's neck just before reaching home.