Маленькие женщины

Dark Days

           Hannahnoddedwithoutspeaking,forherlipstwitchednervously,Megdroppeddownintoachairasthestrengthseemedtogooutofherlimbsatthesoundofthosewords,andJo,standingwithapalefaceforaminute,rantotheparlor,snatchedupthetelegram,andthrowingonherthings,rushedoutintothestorm.Shewassoonback,andwhilenoiselesslytakingoffhercloak,Lauriecameinwithaletter,sayingthatMr.Marchwasmendingagain.Joreaditthankfully,buttheheavyweightdidnotseemliftedoffherheart,andherfacewassofullofmiserythatLaurieaskedquickly,"Whatisit?IsBethworse?"

           "I’vesentforMother,"saidJo,tuggingatherrubberbootswithatragicexpression.

           "Goodforyou,Jo!Didyoudoitonyourownresponsibility?"askedLaurie,asheseatedherinthehallchairandtookofftherebelliousboots,seeinghowherhandsshook.

           "No.Thedoctortoldusto."

           "Oh,Jo,it’snotsobadasthat?"criedLaurie,withastartledface.

           "Yes,itis.Shedoesn’tknowus,shedoesn’teventalkabouttheflocksofgreendoves,asshecallsthevineleavesonthewall.Shedoesn’tlooklikemyBeth,andthere’snobodytohelpusbearit.Motherandfatherbothgone,andGodseemssofarawayIcan’tfindHim."

           AsthetearsstreamedfastdownpoorJo’scheeks,shestretchedoutherhandinahelplesssortofway,asifgropinginthedark,andLaurietookitinhis,whisperingaswellashecouldwithalumpinhisthroat,"I’mhere.

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