Little Women - 912 Freedom Library

Little Women‘My new fan just matches my flowers, my gloves fit toa charm, and the real lace on Aunt’s mouchoir gives an airto my whole dress. If I only had a classical nose and mouthI should be perfectly happy,’ she said, surveying herselfwith a critical eye and a candle in each hand.In spite of this affliction, she looked unusually gay andgraceful as she glided away. She seldom ran—it did notsuit her style, she thought, for being tall, the stately andJunoesque was more appropriate than the sportive orpiquante. She walked up and down the long saloon whilewaiting for Laurie, and once arranged herself under thechandelier, which had a good effect upon her hair, thenshe thought better of it, and went away to the other endof the room, as if ashamed of the girlish desire to have thefirst view a propitious one. It so happened that she couldnot have done a better thing, for Laurie came in so quietlyshe did not hear him, and as she stood at the distantwindow, with her head half turned and one handgathering up her dress, the slender, white figure against thered curtains was as effective as a well-placed statue.‘Good evening, Diana!’ said Laurie, with the look ofsatisfaction she liked to see in his eyes when they rested onher.671 of 861