Маленькие женщины

Pleasant Meadows

           Twoeasychairsstoodsidebysideattheheadofthetable,inwhichsatBethandherfather,feastingmodestlyonchickenandalittlefruit.Theydrankhealths,toldstories,sangsongs,‘reminisced’,astheoldfolkssay,andhadathoroughlygoodtime.Asleighridehadbeenplanned,butthegirlswouldnotleavetheirfather,sotheguestsdepartedearly,andastwilightgathered,thehappyfamilysattogetherroundthefire.

           "JustayearagoweweregroaningoverthedismalChristmasweexpectedtohave.Doyouremember?"askedJo,breakingashortpausewhichhadfollowedalongconversationaboutmanythings.

           "Ratherapleasantyearonthewhole!"saidMeg,smilingatthefire,andcongratulatingherselfonhavingtreatedMr.Brookewithdignity.

           "Ithinkit’sbeenaprettyhardone,"observedAmy,watchingthelightshineonherringwiththoughtfuleyes.

           "I’mgladit’sover,becausewe’vegotyouback,"whisperedBeth,whosatonherfather’sknee.

           "Ratheraroughroadforyoutotravel,mylittlepilgrims,especiallythelatterpartofit.Butyouhavegotonbravely,andIthinktheburdensareinafairwaytotumbleoffverysoon,"saidMr.March,lookingwithfatherlysatisfactionatthefouryoungfacesgatheredroundhim.

           "Howdoyouknow?DidMothertellyou?"askedJo.

           "Notmuch.Strawsshowwhichwaythewindblows,andI’vemadeseveraldiscoveriestoday."

           "Oh,telluswhattheyare!"criedMeg,whosatbesidehim.

           "Hereisone."

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