Nelly, kneeling down beside the box, was soon busily engaged in her task—Chap. xvii.
"Now, gentlemen," said Jerry, looking at them attentively, "the dog whose name's called, eats"—Chap. xviii.
There was but one lady who seemed to understand the child, and she was one who sat alone in a handsome carriage—Chap. xix.
A small white-headed boy with a sunburnt face appeared at the door while he was speaking, and stopping there to make a rustic bow, came in—Chap. xxv.