Маленькие женщины

Being Neighborly

           "Idon’tbelieveyouare!"exclaimedtheboy,lookingatherwithmuchadmiration,thoughheprivatelythoughtshewouldhavegoodreasontobeatrifleafraidoftheoldgentleman,ifshemethiminsomeofhismoods.

           Theatmosphereofthewholehousebeingsummerlike,Laurieledthewayfromroomtoroom,lettingJostoptoexaminewhateverstruckherfancy.Andso,atlasttheycametothelibrary,wheresheclappedherhandsandpranced,asshealwaysdidwhenespeciallydelighted.Itwaslinedwithbooks,andtherewerepicturesandstatues,anddistractinglittlecabinetsfullofcoinsandcuriosities,andSleepyHollowchairs,andqueertables,andbronzes,andbestofall,agreatopenfireplacewithquainttilesallroundit.

           "Whatrichness!"sighedJo,sinkingintothedepthofavelourchairandgazingaboutherwithanairofintensesatisfaction."TheodoreLaurence,yououghttobethehappiestboyintheworld,"sheaddedimpressively.

           "Afellowcan’tliveonbooks,"saidLaurie,shakinghisheadasheperchedonatableopposite.

           Beforehecouldmore,abellrang,andJoflewup,exclaimingwithalarm,"Mercyme!It’syourgrandpa!"

           "Well,whatifitis?Youarenotafraidofanything,youknow,"returnedtheboy,lookingwicked.

           "IthinkIamalittlebitafraidofhim,butIdon’tknowwhyIshouldbe.MarmeesaidImightcome,andIdon’tthinkyou’reanytheworseforit,"saidJo,composingherself,thoughshekepthereyesonthedoor.

           "I’magreatdealbetterforit,andeversomuchobliged.

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