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Meg Goes to Vanity Fair

           "Pleaseforgivemyrudeness,andcomeanddancewithme."

           "I’mafraiditwillbetoodisagreeabletoyou,"saidMeg,tryingtolookoffendedandfailingentirely.

           "Notabitofit,I’mdyingtodoit.Come,I’llbegood.Idon’tlikeyourgown,butIdothinkyouarejustsplendid."Andhewavedhishands,asifwordsfailedtoexpresshisadmiration.

           Megsmiledandrelented,andwhisperedastheystoodwaitingtocatchthetime,"Takecaremyskirtdoesn’ttripyouup.It’stheplagueofmylifeandIwasagoosetowearit."

           "Pinitroundyourneck,andthenitwillbeuseful,"saidLaurie,lookingdownatthelittleblueboots,whichheevidentlyapprovedof.

           Awaytheywentfleetlyandgracefully,forhavingpracticedathome,theywerewellmatched,andtheblitheyoungcouplewereapleasantsighttosee,astheytwirledmerrilyroundandround,feelingmorefriendlythaneveraftertheirsmalltiff.

           "Laurie,Iwantyoutodomeafavor,willyou?"saidMeg,ashestoodfanningherwhenherbreathgaveout,whichitdidverysoonthoughshewouldnotownwhy.

           "Won’tI!"saidLaurie,withalacrity.

           "Pleasedon’ttellthemathomeaboutmydresstonight.Theywon’tunderstandthejoke,anditwillworryMother."

           "Thenwhydidyoudoit?"saidLaurie’seyes,soplainlythatMeghastilyadded...

           "Ishalltellthemmyselfallaboutit,and‘fess’toMotherhowsillyI’vebeen.ButI’dratherdoitmyself.

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