Маленькие женщины

Dark Days

           Lauriedrewhishandacrosshiseyes,butcouldnotspeaktillhehadsubduedthechokyfeelinginhisthroatandsteadiedhislips.Itmightbeunmanly,buthecouldn’thelpit,andIamgladofit.Presently,asJo’ssobsquieted,hesaidhopefully,"Idon’tthinkshewilldie.She’ssogood,andwealllovehersomuch,Idon’tbelieveGodwilltakeherawayyet."

           "Thegoodanddearpeoplealwaysdodie,"groanedJo,butshestoppedcrying,forherfriend’swordscheeredherupinspiteofherowndoubtsandfears.

           "Poorgirl,you’rewornout.Itisn’tlikeyoutobeforlorn.Stopabit.I’llheartenyouupinajiffy."

           Lauriewentofftwostairsatatime,andJolaidherweariedheaddownonBeth’slittlebrownhood,whichnoonehadthoughtofmovingfromthetablewheresheleftit.Itmusthavepossessedsomemagic,forthesubmissivespiritofitsgentleownerseemedtoenterintoJo,andwhenLauriecamerunningdownwithaglassofwine,shetookitwithasmile,andsaidbravely,"IdrinkHealthtomyBeth!Youareagooddoctor,Teddy,andsuchacomfortablefriend.HowcanIeverpayyou?"sheadded,asthewinerefreshedherbody,asthekindwordshaddonehertroubledmind.

           "I’llsendmybill,by-and-by,andtonightI’llgiveyousomethingthatwillwarmthecocklesofyourheartbetterthanquartsofwine,"saidLaurie,beamingatherwithafaceofsuppressedsatisfactionatsomething.

           "Whatisit?"criedJo,forgettingherwoesforaminuteinherwonder.

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