Маленькие женщины

Experiments

           "It’sallmyfault,Iforgothim,thereisn’taseedoradropleft.Oh,Pip!Oh,Pip!HowcouldIbesocrueltoyou?"criedBeth,takingthepoorthinginherhandsandtryingtorestorehim.

           Jopeepedintohishalf-openeye,felthislittleheart,andfindinghimstiffandcold,shookherhead,andofferedherdominoboxforacoffin.

           "Puthimintheoven,andmaybehewillgetwarmandrevive,"saidAmyhopefully.

           "He’sbeenstarved,andheshan’tbebakednowhe’sdead.I’llmakehimashroud,andheshallbeburiedinthegarden,andI’llneverhaveanotherbird,never,myPip!forIamtoobadtoownone,"murmuredBeth,sittingonthefloorwithherpetfoldedinherhands.

           "Thefuneralshallbethisafternoon,andwewillallgo.Now,don’tcry,Bethy.It’sapity,butnothinggoesrightthisweek,andPiphashadtheworstoftheexperiment.Maketheshroud,andlayhiminmybox,andafterthedinnerparty,we’llhaveanicelittlefuneral,"saidJo,beginningtofeelasifshehadundertakenagooddeal.

           LeavingtheotherstoconsoleBeth,shedepartedtothekitchen,whichwasinamostdiscouragingstateofconfusion.Puttingonabigapron,shefelltoworkandgotthedishespiledupreadyforwashing,whenshediscoveredthatthefirewasout.

           "Here’sasweetprospect!"mutteredJo,slammingthestovedooropen,andpokingvigorouslyamongthecinders.

           Havingrekindledthefire,shethoughtshewouldgotomarketwhilethewaterheated.

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