Little Women Page #6

Mother was so sorry to hear

that you'd been ill.

My sister, Meg,

sent you some of her blancmange.

It's soft and will slide down easily

without hurting your throat.

Thank you.

And Beth lent you these until you're well.

I know boys don't like kittens,

but she was so anxious I couldn't refuse.

Maybe they'll help to liven things up.

It's as dull as tombs over here.

Won't you come in?

No, I'm not to stay.

Please. Just for a few minutes.

I've ordered tea.

Christopher Columbus!

What richness!

It's just like summer!

This is marvelous!

It's so roomy.

How many, please?

Two, please. Three.

How do you like it here after living

in Europe so long, Mr. Laurence?

I'm going to Europe.

- Really? When?

- I don't know.

My aunt has rheumatism

and the doctor thought the baths...

Not that she hasn't a bath.

She has a very nice one.

Did you take any baths

while you were there?

- I mean, for rheumatism.

- No, I'm not troubled with rheumatism.

Neither am I. But she thought

that baths wouldn't do me any harm.

I mean, that is to say, while I was there.

You see,

I've always wanted to go to Europe.

Not for the baths, of course,

but for my writing.

You see, my aunt...

But you don't know Aunt March, do you?

Well, never mind.

What were you saying, Mr. Laurence?

I'm not Mr. Laurence. I'm only Laurie.

Laurie.

How do you like it here after Europe?

It's strange

after living in schools all my life...

...but it will be all right

when I get used to Grandfather.

You know, he...

Yes, you should have seen him

before you came.

- Isn't he a holy terror?

- You ought to see Aunt March.

It's too pretty to eat.

I wish we had things like this over here.

And I wish...

It is nice, isn't it?

My little sister put on the geranium leaves.

She's very artistic.

- Amy?

- Yes. How do you know?

I often hear you calling to one another...

...and when I'm alone over here...

I beg your pardon for being so rude...

...but sometimes you forget

to put down the curtains...

...and when the lamps are lighted,

it's like looking at a picture...

...to see you all around the table

with your mother.

You always seem to be having

such good times.

We'll never draw that curtain anymore.

And I give you leave

to look as much as you like.

I wish instead of just peeping,

you'd come over and see us.

We'd have jolly times together.

Would you let me be in a play?

I saw some of it the other night.

That was terrible.

I want to put on Hamlet

and do the fencing scene.

I could play Laertes.

I took fencing lessons at the academy.

- Really?

- Yes, look.

Look. En garde!

- Splendid!

- Here.

"Come, for the third, Laertes,

you but dally."

"Say you so? Come on."

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