Little Women - 912 Freedom Library

Little Women‘Don’t think of me at all. I’d rather you wouldn’t,’ saidMeg, taking a naughty satisfaction in trying her lover’spatience and her own power. He was grave and pale now,and looked decidedly more like the novel heroes whomshe admired, but he neither slapped his forehead nortramped about the room as they did. He just stood lookingat her so wistfully, so tenderly, that she found her heartrelenting in spite of herself. What would have happenednext I cannot say, if Aunt March had not come hobblingin at this interesting minute.The old lady couldn’t resist her longing to see hernephew, for she had met Laurie as she took her airing, andhearing of Mr. March’s arrival, drove straight out to seehim. The family were all busy in the back part of thehouse, and she had made her way quietly in, hoping tosurprise them. She did surprise two of them so much thatMeg started as if she had seen a ghost, and Mr. Brookevanished into the study.‘Bless me, what’s all this?’ cried the old lady with a rapof her cane as she glanced from the pale young gentlemanto the scarlet young lady.‘It’s Father’s friend. I’m so surprised to see you!’stammered Meg, feeling that she was in for a lecture now.401 of 861