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"
Mrs
.
M
.
has
made
her
plans
,
I
dare
say
,
and
will
play
her
cards
well
,
early
as
it
is
.
The
girl
evidently
doesn
’
t
think
of
it
yet
,
"
said
Mrs
.
Moffat
.
"
She
told
that
fib
about
her
momma
,
as
if
she
did
know
,
and
colored
up
when
the
flowers
came
quite
prettily
.
Poor
thing
!
She
’
d
be
so
nice
if
she
was
only
got
up
in
style
.
Do
you
think
she
’
d
be
offended
if
we
offered
to
lend
her
a
dress
for
Thursday
?
"
asked
another
voice
.
"
She
’
s
proud
,
but
I
don
’
t
believe
she
’
d
mind
,
for
that
dowdy
tarlaton
is
all
she
has
got
.
She
may
tear
it
tonight
,
and
that
will
be
a
good
excuse
for
offering
a
decent
one
.
"
Here
Meg
’
s
partner
appeared
,
to
find
her
looking
much
flushed
and
rather
agitated
.
She
was
proud
,
and
her
pride
was
useful
just
then
,
for
it
helped
her
hide
her
mortification
,
anger
,
and
disgust
at
what
she
had
just
heard
.
For
,
innocent
and
unsuspicious
as
she
was
,
she
could
not
help
understanding
the
gossip
of
her
friends
.
She
tried
to
forget
it
,
but
could
not
,
and
kept
repeating
to
herself
,
"
Mrs
.
M
.
has
made
her
plans
,
"
"
that
fib
about
her
mamma
,
"
and
"
dowdy
tarlaton
,
"
till
she
was
ready
to
cry
and
rush
home
to
tell
her
troubles
and
ask
for
advice
.
As
that
was
impossible
,
she
did
her
best
to
seem
gay
,
and
being
rather
excited
,
she
succeeded
so
well
that
no
one
dreamed
what
an
effort
she
was
making
.
She
was
very
glad
when
it
was
all
over
and
she
was
quiet
in
her
bed
,
where
she
could
think
and
wonder
and
fume
till
her
head
ached
and
her
hot
cheeks
were
cooled
by
a
few
natural
tears
.
Those
foolish
,
yet
well
meant
words
,
had
opened
a
new
world
to
Meg
,
and
much
disturbed
the
peace
of
the
old
one
in
which
till
now
she
had
lived
as
happily
as
a
child
.
Her
innocent
friendship
with
Laurie
was
spoiled
by
the
silly
speeches
she
had
overheard
.
Her
faith
in
her
mother
was
a
little
shaken
by
the
worldly
plans
attributed
to
her
by
Mrs
.
Moffat
,
who
judged
others
by
herself
,
and
the
sensible
resolution
to
be
contented
with
the
simple
wardrobe
which
suited
a
poor
man
’
s
daughter
was
weakened
by
the
unnecessary
pity
of
girls
who
thought
a
shabby
dress
one
of
the
greatest
calamities
under
heaven
.
Poor
Meg
had
a
restless
night
,
and
got
up
heavy
-
eyed
,
unhappy
,
half
resentful
toward
her
friends
,
and
half
ashamed
of
herself
for
not
speaking
out
frankly
and
setting
everything
right
.
Everybody
dawdled
that
morning
,
and
it
was
noon
before
the
girls
found
energy
enough
even
to
take
up
their
worsted
work
.
Something
in
the
manner
of
her
friends
struck
Meg
at
once
.
They
treated
her
with
more
respect
,
she
thought
,
took
quite
a
tender
interest
in
what
she
said
,
and
looked
at
her
with
eyes
that
plainly
betrayed
curiosity
.
All
this
surprised
and
flattered
her
,
though
she
did
not
understand
it
till
Miss
Belle
looked
up
from
her
writing
,
and
said
,
with
a
sentimental
air
.
.
.
"
Daisy
,
dear
,
I
’
ve
sent
an
invitation
to
your
friend
,
Mr
.
Laurence
,
for
Thursday
.
We
should
like
to
know
him
,
and
it
’
s
only
a
proper
compliment
to
you
.
"
Meg
colored
,
but
a
mischievous
fancy
to
tease
the
girls
made
her
reply
demurely
,
"
You
are
very
kind
,
but
I
’
m
afraid
he
won
’
t
come
.
"
"
Why
not
,
Cherie
?
"
asked
Miss
Belle
.
