Little Women Page #5

before we started.

I knew you would.

May I carry some things?

We shall all go. Take the coffee, Hannah.

- I'll get some firewood.

- I'll take the cream.

I'll take the bread.

I'll take the popovers.

Here we are, Mrs. Hummel.

Gott in Himmel. Good angels come to us.

Funny angels, in hoods and mittens.

Do you want some bread to eat?

Here, I'll give you some bread.

Strange that Roderigo is not here.

His note says "promptly on the hour."

"And why..."

And why Black Hugo's castle for the tryst?

I am afraid.

Who comes here?

Your Highness, 'tis Mona the hag.

Black Hugo hath betrayed thee.

I must fly.

Zara will be waiting.

My proud beauty!

She will be mine!

Black Hugo approaches.

Withered crone, begone!

Roderigo, Roderigo!

Save me, save me!

And now to carry out my fell design.

What a fake.

Well, I told you

I wasn't going to make myself...

Have pity. Oh, have pity!

Bring not upon me the worst of shame!

Silence, else you'll rue the day

you spurned Black Hugo's love.

Make thyself ready for the wedding.

I shall return within the quarter.

Ah, me!

Heaven protect the helpless!

Zara! My beloved!

Roderigo, durst I believe my eyes?

"The pale stars are twinkling

"The fair moon is rising above

"My guitar is tinkling

"But the notes are not sweet

Till they bring me my love"

Courage, my fair.

The good padre waits

at yonder gate with the horses.

See, the ladder. All is arranged.

Liberty! Fly with me.

Fly with me, my love.

I will assist you. I will...

It's all right, everyone.

Stay where you are.

Young ladies.

Will you all please come in to supper?

Christopher Columbus! What's this?

Is it fairies?

- It's Santa Claus?

- Mother did it?

- Aunt March had a good fit and sent it?

- All wrong. Mr. Laurence sent it.

- No!

- Who is Mr. Laurence?

The Laurence boy's grandfather.

He lives next door.

He heard what you did

about your breakfast...

...and sent me a nice note...

...saying he hoped I'd allow him to express

his friendly feeling toward my children...

...and send them a few trifles

in honor of the day.

The boy put it into his head, I know he did.

He looks like a capital fellow

and I'm dying to get acquainted.

I'm going to, too.

I wish Father were here.

I'm afraid he isn't having

such a merry Christmas as we are.

Hello.

How do you do?

I wanted to thank you.

We did have such a good time

over your nice Christmas present.

What's the matter? Are you sick?

Just a little cold, but grandfather's

made me stop indoors for a week.

That's too bad.

Can anybody come to see you?

If they would.

Wait, I'll ask Marmee.

Close the window now.

- How do you do, Miss March?

- How do you do, Mr. Laurence?

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