But Amanda was already on the front door-step, fitting the key in the lock.
"I'm all ready," she answered, "jest as soon as I can get the door locked." "We ain't got any too much time," cried Mrs.Babcock.
Amanda went down the path with her basket and black valise and parasol.

Adoniram got out and helped her into the wagon.

She had to climb over the front seat.

As they drove off she leaned out and gazed back at the house.

Her tortoise-shell cat was coming around the corner.