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"
As
for
you
,
Amy
,
"
continued
Meg
,
"
you
are
altogether
too
particular
and
prim
.
Your
airs
are
funny
now
,
but
you
’
ll
grow
up
an
affected
little
goose
,
if
you
don
’
t
take
care
.
I
like
your
nice
manners
and
refined
ways
of
speaking
,
when
you
don
’
t
try
to
be
elegant
.
But
your
absurd
words
are
as
bad
as
Jo
’
s
slang
.
"
"
If
Jo
is
a
tomboy
and
Amy
a
goose
,
what
am
I
,
please
?
"
asked
Beth
,
ready
to
share
the
lecture
.
"
You
’
re
a
dear
,
and
nothing
else
,
"
answered
Meg
warmly
,
and
no
one
contradicted
her
,
for
the
‘
Mouse
’
was
the
pet
of
the
family
.
As
young
readers
like
to
know
‘
how
people
look
’
,
we
will
take
this
moment
to
give
them
a
little
sketch
of
the
four
sisters
,
who
sat
knitting
away
in
the
twilight
,
while
the
December
snow
fell
quietly
without
,
and
the
fire
crackled
cheerfully
within
.
It
was
a
comfortable
room
,
though
the
carpet
was
faded
and
the
furniture
very
plain
,
for
a
good
picture
or
two
hung
on
the
walls
,
books
filled
the
recesses
,
chrysanthemums
and
Christmas
roses
bloomed
in
the
windows
,
and
a
pleasant
atmosphere
of
home
peace
pervaded
it
.
Margaret
,
the
eldest
of
the
four
,
was
sixteen
,
and
very
pretty
,
being
plump
and
fair
,
with
large
eyes
,
plenty
of
soft
brown
hair
,
a
sweet
mouth
,
and
white
hands
,
of
which
she
was
rather
vain
.
Fifteen
-
year
-
old
Jo
was
very
tall
,
thin
,
and
brown
,
and
reminded
one
of
a
colt
,
for
she
never
seemed
to
know
what
to
do
with
her
long
limbs
,
which
were
very
much
in
her
way
.
She
had
a
decided
mouth
,
a
comical
nose
,
and
sharp
,
gray
eyes
,
which
appeared
to
see
everything
,
and
were
by
turns
fierce
,
funny
,
or
thoughtful
.
Her
long
,
thick
hair
was
her
one
beauty
,
but
it
was
usually
bundled
into
a
net
,
to
be
out
of
her
way
.
Round
shoulders
had
Jo
,
big
hands
and
feet
,
a
flyaway
look
to
her
clothes
,
and
the
uncomfortable
appearance
of
a
girl
who
was
rapidly
shooting
up
into
a
woman
and
didn
’
t
like
it
.
Elizabeth
,
or
Beth
,
as
everyone
called
her
,
was
a
rosy
,
smooth
-
haired
,
bright
-
eyed
girl
of
thirteen
,
with
a
shy
manner
,
a
timid
voice
,
and
a
peaceful
expression
which
was
seldom
disturbed
.
Her
father
called
her
‘
Little
Miss
Tranquility
’
,
and
the
name
suited
her
excellently
,
for
she
seemed
to
live
in
a
happy
world
of
her
own
,
only
venturing
out
to
meet
the
few
whom
she
trusted
and
loved
.
Amy
,
though
the
youngest
,
was
a
most
important
person
,
in
her
own
opinion
at
least
.
A
regular
snow
maiden
,
with
blue
eyes
,
and
yellow
hair
curling
on
her
shoulders
,
pale
and
slender
,
and
always
carrying
herself
like
a
young
lady
mindful
of
her
manners
.
What
the
characters
of
the
four
sisters
were
we
will
leave
to
be
found
out
.
The
clock
struck
six
and
,
having
swept
up
the
hearth
,
Beth
put
a
pair
of
slippers
down
to
warm
.
Somehow
the
sight
of
the
old
shoes
had
a
good
effect
upon
the
girls
,
for
Mother
was
coming
,
and
everyone
brightened
to
welcome
her
.
Meg
stopped
lecturing
,
and
lighted
the
lamp
,
Amy
got
out
of
the
easy
chair
without
being
asked
,
and
Jo
forgot
how
tired
she
was
as
she
sat
up
to
hold
the
slippers
nearer
to
the
blaze
.
"
They
are
quite
worn
out
.
Marmee
must
have
a
new
pair
.
"
"
I
thought
I
’
d
get
her
some
with
my
dollar
,
"
said
Beth
.
"
No
,
I
shall
!
"
cried
Amy
.
