Маленькие женщины

Heartache

           Butwhentheysattogetherinthetwilight,thetimetheyusedtoenjoysomuch,itwashardworkfortheoldmantorambleonasusual,andharderstillfortheyoungonetolistentopraisesofthelastyear’ssuccess,whichtohimnowseemedlikelove’slaborlost.Heboreitaslongashecould,thenwenttohispianoandbegantoplay.Thewindowswereopen,andJo,walkinginthegardenwithBeth,foronceunderstoodmusicbetterthanhersister,forheplayedthe‘SonataPathetique’,andplayeditasheneverdidbefore.

           "That’sveryfine,Idaresay,butit’ssadenoughtomakeonecry.Giveussomethinggayer,lad,"saidMr.Laurence,whosekindoldheartwasfullofsympathy,whichhelongedtoshowbutknewnothow.

           Lauriedashedintoalivelierstrain,playedstormilyforseveralminutes,andwouldhavegotthroughbravely,ifinamomentarylullMrs.March’svoicehadnotbeenheardcalling,"Jo,dear,comein.Iwantyou."

           JustwhatLaurielongedtosay,withadifferentmeaning!Ashelistened,helosthisplace,themusicendedwithabrokenchord,andthemusiciansatsilentinthedark.

           "Ican’tstandthis,"mutteredtheoldgentleman.Uphegot,gropedhiswaytothepiano,laidakindhandoneitherofthebroadshoulders,andsaid,asgentlyasawoman,"Iknow,myboy,Iknow."

           Noanswerforaninstant,thenLaurieaskedsharply,"Whotoldyou?"

           "Joherself.

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