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"
May
we
,
Mother
?
"
asked
Meg
,
turning
to
Mrs
.
March
,
who
sat
sewing
in
what
they
called
‘
Marmee
’
s
corner
’
.
"
You
may
try
your
experiment
for
a
week
and
see
how
you
like
it
.
I
think
by
Saturday
night
you
will
find
that
all
play
and
no
work
is
as
bad
as
all
work
and
no
play
.
"
"
Oh
,
dear
,
no
!
It
will
be
delicious
,
I
’
m
sure
,
"
said
Meg
complacently
.
"
I
now
propose
a
toast
,
as
my
‘
friend
and
pardner
,
Sairy
Gamp
’
,
says
.
Fun
forever
,
and
no
grubbing
!
"
cried
Jo
,
rising
,
glass
in
hand
,
as
the
lemonade
went
round
.
They
all
drank
it
merrily
,
and
began
the
experiment
by
lounging
for
the
rest
of
the
day
.
Next
morning
,
Meg
did
not
appear
till
ten
o
’
clock
.
Her
solitary
breakfast
did
not
taste
good
,
and
the
room
seemed
lonely
and
untidy
,
for
Jo
had
not
filled
the
vases
,
Beth
had
not
dusted
,
and
Amy
’
s
books
lay
scattered
about
.
Nothing
was
neat
and
pleasant
but
‘
Marmee
’
s
corner
’
,
which
looked
as
usual
.
And
there
Meg
sat
,
to
‘
rest
and
read
’
,
which
meant
to
yawn
and
imagine
what
pretty
summer
dresses
she
would
get
with
her
salary
.
Jo
spent
the
morning
on
the
river
with
Laurie
and
the
afternoon
reading
and
crying
over
The
Wide
,
Wide
World
,
up
in
the
apple
tree
.
Beth
began
by
rummaging
everything
out
of
the
big
closet
where
her
family
resided
,
but
getting
tired
before
half
done
,
she
left
her
establishment
topsy
-
turvy
and
went
to
her
music
,
rejoicing
that
she
had
no
dishes
to
wash
.
Amy
arranged
her
bower
,
put
on
her
best
white
frock
,
smoothed
her
curls
,
and
sat
down
to
draw
under
the
honeysuckle
,
hoping
someone
would
see
and
inquire
who
the
young
artist
was
.
As
no
one
appeared
but
an
inquisitive
daddy
-
longlegs
,
who
examined
her
work
with
interest
,
she
went
to
walk
,
got
caught
in
a
shower
,
and
came
home
dripping
.
At
teatime
they
compared
notes
,
and
all
agreed
that
it
had
been
a
delightful
,
though
unusually
long
day
.
Meg
,
who
went
shopping
in
the
afternoon
and
got
a
‘
sweet
blue
muslin
’
,
had
discovered
,
after
she
had
cut
the
breadths
off
,
that
it
wouldn
’
t
wash
,
which
mishap
made
her
slightly
cross
.
Jo
had
burned
the
skin
off
her
nose
boating
,
and
got
a
raging
headache
by
reading
too
long
.
Beth
was
worried
by
the
confusion
of
her
closet
and
the
difficulty
of
learning
three
or
four
songs
at
once
,
and
Amy
deeply
regretted
the
damage
done
her
frock
,
for
Katy
Brown
’
s
party
was
to
be
the
next
day
and
now
like
Flora
McFlimsey
,
she
had
‘
nothing
to
wear
’
.
But
these
were
mere
trifles
,
and
they
assured
their
mother
that
the
experiment
was
working
finely
.
She
smiled
,
said
nothing
,
and
with
Hannah
’
s
help
did
their
neglected
work
,
keeping
home
pleasant
and
the
domestic
machinery
running
smoothly
.
It
was
astonishing
what
a
peculiar
and
uncomfortable
state
of
things
was
produced
by
the
‘
resting
and
reveling
’
process
.
The
days
kept
getting
longer
and
longer
,
the
weather
was
unusually
variable
and
so
were
tempers
;
an
unsettled
feeling
possessed
everyone
,
and
Satan
found
plenty
of
mischief
for
the
idle
hands
to
do
.
As
the
height
of
luxury
,
Meg
put
out
some
of
her
sewing
,
and
then
found
time
hang
so
heavily
,
that
she
fell
to
snipping
and
spoiling
her
clothes
in
her
attempts
to
furbish
them
up
a
la
Moffat
.
Jo
read
till
her
eyes
gave
out
and
she
was
sick
of
books
,
got
so
fidgety
that
even
good
-
natured
Laurie
had
a
quarrel
with
her
,
and
so
reduced
in
spirits
that
she
desperately
wished
she
had
gone
with
Aunt
March
.
Beth
got
on
pretty
well
,
for
she
was
constantly
forgetting
that
it
was
to
be
all
play
and
no
work
,
and
fell
back
into
her
old
ways
now
and
then
.
But
something
in
the
air
affected
her
,
and
more
than
once
her
tranquility
was
much
disturbed
,
so
much
so
that
on
one
occasion
she
actually
shook
poor
dear
Joanna
and
told
her
she
was
‘
a
fright
’
.
Amy
fared
worst
of
all
,
for
her
resources
were
small
,
and
when
her
sisters
left
her
to
amuse
herself
,
she
soon
found
that
accomplished
and
important
little
self
a
great
burden
.
She
didn
’
t
like
dolls
,
fairy
tales
were
childish
,
and
one
couldn
’
t
draw
all
the
time
.
Tea
parties
didn
’
t
amount
to
much
,
neither
did
picnics
,
unless
very
well
conducted
.
"
If
one
could
have
a
fine
house
,
full
of
nice
girls
,
or
go
traveling
,
the
summer
would
be
delightful
,
but
to
stay
at
home
with
three
selfish
sisters
and
a
grown
-
up
boy
was
enough
to
try
the
patience
of
a
Boaz
,
"
complained
Miss
Malaprop
,
after
several
days
devoted
to
pleasure
,
fretting
,
and
ennui
.
No
one
would
own
that
they
were
tired
of
the
experiment
,
but
by
Friday
night
each
acknowledged
to
herself
that
she
was
glad
the
week
was
nearly
done
.
Hoping
to
impress
the
lesson
more
deeply
,
Mrs
.
March
,
who
had
a
good
deal
of
humor
,
resolved
to
finish
off
the
trial
in
an
appropriate
manner
,
so
she
gave
Hannah
a
holiday
and
let
the
girls
enjoy
the
full
effect
of
the
play
system
.
When
they
got
up
on
Saturday
morning
,
there
was
no
fire
in
the
kitchen
,
no
breakfast
in
the
dining
room
,
and
no
mother
anywhere
to
be
seen
.
