Little Women Page #2

MR. LAURENCE

How do you do?

AMY:

Makes my knees chatter just to look at him.

JO:

I feel sorry for that poor boy shut up all alone with such an old

ogre for a grandfather. Oh, look. There he is.

AMY:

Where?

MEG:

Don't point, Joe. He'll think you're waving at him.

JO:

He's gone anyway. Well, what if he does? Hey! Hey!

MEG:

Jo!

LAURIE:

Hey! Hey! Hey!

(Jo runs indoors. The girls all chatter at once)**

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BETH:

Jo.

JO:

Merry Christmas from Aunt March.

BETH:

For me?

JO:

Yes, darling. For you.

AMY:

We got one, too.

MEG:

What are you going to do with it, dear?

BETH:

I don't know. Marmee said we oughtn't spend money for pleasure,

when our men are suffering so in the army.

JO:

A dollar couldn't do the army much good, so I'm going to buy

Undine and Sintram. I've wanted it long enough.

MEG:

I'm sure Marmee would approve if I got some new gloves. I've

darned my old ones until I can hardly get them on. And she always

says that a real lady is known by her neat gloves and boots.

AMY:

I should get a nice box of Faber's drawing pencils. I really need

them.

BETH:

Then _c Then I'd like to spend mine for some new music. That is,

if you don't think Marmee would mind.

JO:

Let's each buy what we want and have a little fun. I'm sure we

work hard enough.

MEG:

Well, I know I do. It's not the work I mind so much. It's having

to tell Flo King how pretty she looks in things I know would look

as well on me.

JO:

Well, what would you do if you were shut up all day with a fussy

old crosspatch who flies off the handle every move you make.

AMY:

Joe, don't use slang. Besides, don't forget she gave us the

dollar. I'm sure neither of you suffer as I do. You don't have to

go to that nasty old Davis' school, with impertinent girls who

laugh at your dresses and label your father because he is not

rich.

JO:

"Liable", "liable". Don't say "label" as if Papa were a pickle

bottle.

AMY:

I know what I mean and you needn't be "statirical" about it. It's

proper to use good words and improve your "vocabilary".

JO:

Aren't we elegant?

AMY:

You'd never be thought so with your slang and manners.

JO:

I hope not. I don't want to be elegant.

AMY:

Well, you needn't whistle like a boy.

JO:

That's why I do it.

AMY:

Oh, I detest rude unladylike girls.

JO:

I hate affected, niminy-piminy chits.

BETH:

Birds in their little nests agree.

MEG:

Really, you're both to blame. You're old enough now to leave off

boys tricks and behave better, Josephine. Now you're so tall and

turn up your hair, you must remember you're almost a young lady.

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