Little Women Page #5

- So could I.

- Either all of us do it, or none of us.

- Fine, we'll vote.

- That's fair.

- All right.

But I insist on secret voting.

I'll carry the popovers. You take the milk.

- Not at all.

- I'll carry them.

- You dropped this, madam.

- Thank you.

Come on, Josephine.

- You live next door, don't you?

- Yes, I do.

My name's Theodore Laurence.

This is John Brooke, my tutor.

How do you do?

- How do you do?

- I'm Jo March...

and I'd like you to meet my sisters.

That's Meg, and the other two up the road

are Beth and Amy.

How do you do?

We know all about you, you know.

About how you ran away to join the Army.

And I'd have done the same in your place.

And how you were both

in the same regiment, which is splendid.

Josephine, come on, please.

Well, 'bye.

What will they think? Stopping to talk

when we hadn't met them properly.

I don't care.

Anyway, you weren't very friendly.

You wouldn't even say "how do you do?"

I didn't like the way

that man stared at me.

What man? Mr. Brooke? I didn't notice.

Well, I did.

He's still looking.

- Who?

- Mr. Brooke. Don't look back.

Who, me?

One for you.

And one for me. Isn't this fun?

Doesn't that taste good?

Hello! Hustle yourself

and come on out and help me.

- I can't. I have the quinsy.

- What a shame!

It isn't contagious. I can have visitors.

I don't know anyone, though.

Well, you know me.

Would you care to come over

and keep me company?

Marmee!

Miss March calling on Mr. Laurence.

The young one.

- Won't you come in, Miss March?

- Thank you, I will.

- Hello, Miss March.

- Hello.

- Let me take your coat.

- Thank you.

Here's some blancmange.

It's soft and will slide down easily.

Thank you.

I've come to entertain you.

I'll read aloud and you can listen.

I do love to read aloud.

I'd rather just talk, if you don't mind.

- Oh no, I love to talk, too.

- Very well.

Christopher Columbus!

What richness! This is a palace!

It's marvelous!

So roomy and so full of things.

And look at the flowers!

They're lovely. Absolutely lovely!

I call this splendor, I really do.

Theodore Laurence, you ought to be

the happiest creature alive.

It just looks like a room to me.

And it certainly doesn't make me happy.

- Let's have some tea. How many lumps?

- One, please.

Three.

Well, Mr. Laurence,

now do tell me all about yourself.

I know about your school and the Army,

in fact, everything.

But before that, what?

- I used to live in Europe with my...

- Europe?

- I'm going to Europe.

- Really? When?

I don't know exactly.

You see, my Aunt March...

I just started working as her companion.

What a nervous, fidgety soul she is, too.

Anyway, my Aunt March has rheumatism,

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