Once

Once the house had been painted, but the sun blistered the paint and the rains washed it away, and now the house was as dull and gray as everything else.

Once Toto got too near the open trap door, and fell in; and at first the little girl thought she had lost him.

All hands obeyed, and at once the eight or ten seamen who composed the crew, sprang to their respective stations at the spanker brails and outhaul, topsail sheets and halyards, the jib downhaul, and the topsail clewlines and buntlines.

“Never mind it, for I see you once more,” said the old man; “and now it’s all over—everything is all right again.”