Маленькие женщины

Camp Laurence

           Sohepatientlybroketwigaftertwigtillhehadmadealittleholethroughwhichhepeeped,sayingimploringly,‘Letmein!Letmein!’Buttheprettyprincessdidnotseemtounderstand,forshepickedherrosesquietly,andlefthimtofighthiswayin.Whetherhedidornot,Frankwilltellyou."

           "Ican’t.I’mnotplaying,Ineverdo,"saidFrank,dismayedatthesentimentalpredicamentoutofwhichhewastorescuetheabsurdcouple.BethhaddisappearedbehindJo,andGracewasasleep.

           "Sothepoorknightistobeleftstickinginthehedge,ishe?"askedMr.Brooke,stillwatchingtheriver,andplayingwiththewildroseinhisbuttonhole.

           "Iguesstheprincessgavehimaposy,andopenedthegateafterawhile,"saidLaurie,smilingtohimself,ashethrewacornsathistutor.

           "Whatapieceofnonsensewehavemade!Withpracticewemightdosomethingquiteclever.DoyouknowTruth?"

           "Ihopeso,"saidMegsoberly.

           "Thegame,Imean?"

           "Whatisit?"saidFred.

           "Why,youpileupyourhands,chooseanumber,anddrawoutinturn,andthepersonwhodrawsatthenumberhastoanswertrulyanyquestionputbytherest.It’sgreatfun."

           "Let’stryit,"saidJo,wholikednewexperiments.

           MissKateandMr.Brooke,Meg,andNeddeclined,butFred,Sallie,Jo,andLauriepiledanddrew,andthelotfelltoLaurie.

           "Whoareyourheroes?"askedJo.

           "GrandfatherandNapoleon."

           "Whichladyheredoyouthinkprettiest?"saidSallie.

           "Margaret."

           "Whichdoyoulikebest?"fromFred.

           "Jo,ofcourse."

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