1 Truth isn't a bad game, said Fred.
2 Let's have a sensible game of Authors to refresh our minds, proposed Jo.
3 Frank, Beth, Amy, and Grace sat down to watch the game played by the other eight.
4 An impromptu circus, fox and geese, and an amicable game of croquet finished the afternoon.
5 Jo let Laurie win the game to pay for that praise of her Beth, who could not be prevailed upon to play for them after her compliment.
6 Miss Kate did know several new games, and as the girls would not, and the boys could not, eat any more, they all adjourned to the drawing room to play Rig-marole.
7 They had a merry time over the bonbons and mottoes, and were in the midst of a quiet game of Buzz, with two or three other young people who had strayed in, when Hannah appeared.
8 "Yankees have a trick of being generous to their enemies," said Jo, with a look that made the lad redden, "especially when they beat them," she added, as, leaving Kate's ball untouched, she won the game by a clever stroke.
9 They availed themselves of the rare privilege to the fullest extent, for some tried the pleasing experiment of drinking milk while standing on their heads, others lent a charm to leapfrog by eating pie in the pauses of the game, cookies were sown broadcast over the field, and apple turnovers roosted in the trees like a new style of bird.