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"
Mercy
on
us
!
What
has
happened
?
"
cried
Jo
,
staring
about
her
in
dismay
.
Meg
ran
upstairs
and
soon
came
back
again
,
looking
relieved
but
rather
bewildered
,
and
a
little
ashamed
.
"
Mother
isn
’
t
sick
,
only
very
tired
,
and
she
says
she
is
going
to
stay
quietly
in
her
room
all
day
and
let
us
do
the
best
we
can
.
It
’
s
a
very
queer
thing
for
her
to
do
,
she
doesn
’
t
act
a
bit
like
herself
.
But
she
says
it
has
been
a
hard
week
for
her
,
so
we
mustn
’
t
grumble
but
take
care
of
ourselves
.
"
"
That
’
s
easy
enough
,
and
I
like
the
idea
,
I
’
m
aching
for
something
to
do
,
that
is
,
some
new
amusement
,
you
know
,
"
added
Jo
quickly
.
In
fact
it
was
an
immense
relief
to
them
all
to
have
a
little
work
,
and
they
took
hold
with
a
will
,
but
soon
realized
the
truth
of
Hannah
’
s
saying
,
"
Housekeeping
ain
’
t
no
joke
.
"
There
was
plenty
of
food
in
the
larder
,
and
while
Beth
and
Amy
set
the
table
,
Meg
and
Jo
got
breakfast
,
wondering
as
they
did
why
servants
ever
talked
about
hard
work
.
"
I
shall
take
some
up
to
Mother
,
though
she
said
we
were
not
to
think
of
her
,
for
she
’
d
take
care
of
herself
,
"
said
Meg
,
who
presided
and
felt
quite
matronly
behind
the
teapot
.
So
a
tray
was
fitted
out
before
anyone
began
,
and
taken
up
with
the
cook
’
s
compliments
.
The
boiled
tea
was
very
bitter
,
the
omelet
scorched
,
and
the
biscuits
speckled
with
saleratus
,
but
Mrs
.
March
received
her
repast
with
thanks
and
laughed
heartily
over
it
after
Jo
was
gone
.
"
Poor
little
souls
,
they
will
have
a
hard
time
,
I
’
m
afraid
,
but
they
won
’
t
suffer
,
and
it
will
do
them
good
,
"
she
said
,
producing
the
more
palatable
viands
with
which
she
had
provided
herself
,
and
disposing
of
the
bad
breakfast
,
so
that
their
feelings
might
not
be
hurt
,
a
motherly
little
deception
for
which
they
were
grateful
.
Many
were
the
complaints
below
,
and
great
the
chagrin
of
the
head
cook
at
her
failures
.
"
Never
mind
,
I
’
ll
get
the
dinner
and
be
servant
,
you
be
mistress
,
keep
your
hands
nice
,
see
company
,
and
give
orders
,
"
said
Jo
,
who
knew
still
less
than
Meg
about
culinary
affairs
.
This
obliging
offer
was
gladly
accepted
,
and
Margaret
retired
to
the
parlor
,
which
she
hastily
put
in
order
by
whisking
the
litter
under
the
sofa
and
shutting
the
blinds
to
save
the
trouble
of
dusting
.
Jo
,
with
perfect
faith
in
her
own
powers
and
a
friendly
desire
to
make
up
the
quarrel
,
immediately
put
a
note
in
the
office
,
inviting
Laurie
to
dinner
.
