Using the blankets for a basket, we sent up the books, instruments, and clothes to swell our growing midden on the deck; and then Nares, going on hands and knees, began to forage underneath the bed.

We had to start our journey at an ungodly hour.

The musquetry was formed in two columns of single files, the regulars in front, and marched by tiles by the right of columns.

Mama hated her own name, Arlene. Arlene, Marlene, Darlene, they're all hayseed names, she deplored. Even more than Arlene, she hated Lena, which she'd been called in school, growing up.