I took off his white beaver hat, and pushed the curls away from his forehead.

He had his riding-whip in his hand.

I took that, too, and snapped it at our little dog, Kip.

Father's clothes also pleased me--a lavender-colored coat, with brass buttons, and trousers of the same color.

I mentally composed for myself a suit to match his, and thought how well we should look calling at Lady Teazle's house in London, only I was worried because my bonnet seemed to be too large for me.