"We don't want any little boys with us this afternoon." "_Little boys!_" said Winnie, with a terrible look; "I'm five years old, sir.

I can button my own jacket, and I've got a snowshovel!" Tom walked rapidly on, and Gypsy with him.

A moment's reflection seemed to convince Winnie that his company was not wanted, and he disappeared among the hazel nut bushes.
Gypsy and Tom were fast walkers, and they reached the pond in a marvellously short time.

This pond was about a half-mile from the house, just at the foot of a hill which went by the name of Kleiner Berg--a German word meaning little mountain.

There were many of these elevations all along the valley in which Yorkbury was situated.