Маленькие женщины

Jo Meets Apollyon

           Marchwhisperedgently,"Mydear,don’tletthesungodownuponyouranger.Forgiveeachother,helpeachother,andbeginagaintomorrow."

           Jowantedtolayherheaddownonthatmotherlybosom,andcryhergriefandangerallaway,buttearswereanunmanlyweakness,andshefeltsodeeplyinjuredthatshereallycouldn’tquiteforgiveyet.Soshewinkedhard,shookherhead,andsaidgrufflybecauseAmywaslistening,"Itwasanabominablething,andshedoesn’tdeservetobeforgiven."

           Withthatshemarchedofftobed,andtherewasnomerryorconfidentialgossipthatnight.

           Amywasmuchoffendedthatheroverturesofpeacehadbeenrepulsed,andbegantowishshehadnothumbledherself,tofeelmoreinjuredthanever,andtoplumeherselfonhersuperiorvirtueinawaywhichwasparticularlyexasperating.Jostilllookedlikeathundercloud,andnothingwentwellallday.Itwasbittercoldinthemorning,shedroppedherpreciousturnoverinthegutter,AuntMarchhadanattackofthefidgets,Megwassensitive,Bethwouldlookgrievedandwistfulwhenshegothome,andAmykeptmakingremarksaboutpeoplewhowerealwaystalkingaboutbeinggoodandyetwouldn’teventrywhenotherpeoplesetthemavirtuousexample.

           "Everybodyissohateful,I’llaskLaurietogoskating.Heisalwayskindandjolly,andwillputmetorights,Iknow,"saidJotoherself,andoffshewent.

           Amyheardtheclashofskates,andlookedoutwithanimpatientexclamation.

           "There!ShepromisedIshouldgonexttime,forthisisthelasticeweshallhave.

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