Meg liked his quiet manners and considered him a walking encyclopedia of useful knowledge.

He never talked to her much, but he looked at her a good deal, and she felt sure that he did not regard her with aversion.

Ned, being in college, of course put on all the airs which freshmen think it their bounden duty to assume.

He was not very wise, but very good-natured, and altogether an excellent person to carry on a picnic.
Sallie Gardiner was absorbed in keeping her white pique dress clean and chattering with the ubiquitous Fred, who kept Beth in constant terror by his pranks.
It was not far to Longmeadow, but the tent was pitched and the wickets down by the time they arrived.

A pleasant green field, with three wide-spreading oaks in the middle and a smooth strip of turf for croquet.
"Welcome to Camp Laurence!" said the young host, as they landed with exclamations of delight.
"Brooke is commander in chief, I am commissary general, the other fellows are staff officers, and you, ladies, are company.