When I tied my cord to the branch, I only made a slip-knot, so that I could bring it back with me.

I must have looked like a big spider climbing up its thread," she added, with a laugh.
"My dear child," said Isabelle, with much feeling, and kissing Chiquita's forehead, "you are a very brave little girl." "I saw your friends.

They had been searching and searching for you; but without Chiquita they would never have found out where you were hidden.
The captain was rushing about like an angry lion--his eyes flashed fire--he was magnificent.

I came back with him.

He rode, and held me in front of him.