Маленькие женщины

Jo Meets Apollyon

           PoorJotrieddesperatelytobegood,butherbosomenemywasalwaysreadytoflameupanddefeather,andittookyearsofpatientefforttosubdueit.

           Whentheygothome,theyfoundAmyreadingintheparlor.Sheassumedaninjuredairastheycamein,neverliftedhereyesfromherbook,oraskedasinglequestion.Perhapscuriositymighthaveconqueredresentment,ifBethhadnotbeentheretoinquireandreceiveaglowingdescriptionoftheplay.Ongoinguptoputawayherbesthat,Jo’sfirstlookwastowardthebureau,forintheirlastquarrelAmyhadsoothedherfeelingsbyturningJo’stopdrawerupsidedownonthefloor.Everythingwasinitsplace,however,andafterahastyglanceintohervariousclosets,bags,andboxes,JodecidedthatAmyhadforgivenandforgottenherwrongs.

           ThereJowasmistaken,fornextdayshemadeadiscoverywhichproducedatempest.Meg,Beth,andAmyweresittingtogether,lateintheafternoon,whenJoburstintotheroom,lookingexcitedanddemandingbreathlessly,"Hasanyonetakenmybook?"

           MegandBethsaid,"No."atonce,andlookedsurprised.Amypokedthefireandsaidnothing.Josawhercolorriseandwasdownuponherinaminute.

           "Amy,you’vegotit!"

           "No,Ihaven’t."

           "Youknowwhereitis,then!"

           "No,Idon’t."

           "That’safib!"criedJo,takingherbytheshoulders,andlookingfierceenoughtofrightenamuchbraverchildthanAmy.

           "Itisn’t.Ihaven’tgotit,don’tknowwhereitisnow,anddon’tcare."

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