We had not spent much money on the place during the winter, and we now had a small sum which we intended to use for the advantage of the farm, but had not yet decided what to do with it.

It behooved me to be careful.
I told Pomona to run and get me the dog-chain, and I stood under the tree, listening, as well as I could, to the tree-agent talking to Euphemia, and paying no attention to the impassioned entreaties of the tramp in the crotch above me.

When the chain was brought, I hooked one end of it in Lord Edward's collar, and then I took a firm grasp of the other.

Telling Pomona to bring the tree-agent's book from the house, I called to that individual to get down from his tree.

He promptly obeyed, and taking the book from Pomona, began to show the pictures to Euphemia.
"You had better hurry, sir," I called out.