We made all the beds look very tidy.

The fourth bed was given to me.
"Now you _are_ our sister!" Eleanor cried.

"It seems to make it so real now you have got _her_ bed." We thoroughly put in order the old nursery, which was now "the boys' room," a proceeding in which Growler and Pincher took great interest, jumping on and off the beds, and smelling everything as we set it out.
Growler was Clement's dog, I found, and Pincher belonged to Jack.
"They'll come in a cab, because of the luggage," said Eleanor, "and because we are never quite sure when they will come; so it's no use sending to meet them.

They often miss trains on purpose to stay somewhere on the road for fun.

But I think they'll come all right this time--I begged them to--and we'll go and meet them in the donkey-carriage." The donkey-carriage was a pretty little thing on four wheels, with a seat in front and a seat behind, each capable of holding one small person.