Before he had passed Bim's face looked out at him with a smile and her hand flickered back of the panes and he waved his to her.

His heart beat fast as he hurried along.
"I'm not so very young," he said to himself.

"I wish I hadn't put on these old clothes.

Mrs.Traylor is an awful nice woman but she's determined to make me look like a plow horse.

I don't see why she couldn't let me wear decent clothes." Sarah had enjoyed mothering the boy.