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Little Women

CHAPTER EIGHT

‘Girls, where are you going?’ asked Amy, coming into
their room one Saturday afternoon, and finding them
getting ready to go out with an air of secrecy which
excited her curiosity.
‘Never mind. Little girls shouldn’t ask questions,’
returned Jo sharply.
Now if there is anything mortifying to out feelings
when we are young, it is to be told that, and to be bidden
to ‘run away, dear’ is still more trying to us. Amy bridled
up at this insult, and determined to find out the secret, if
she teased for an hour. Turning to Meg, who never
refused her anything very long, she said coaxingly, ‘Do tell
me! I should think you might let me go, too, for Beth is
fussing over her piano, and I haven’t got anything to do,
and am so lonely.’
‘I can’t, dear, because you aren’t invited,’ began Meg,
but Jo broke in impatiently, ‘Now, Meg, be quiet or you
will spoil it all. You can’t go, Amy, so don’t be a baby and
whine about it.’
‘You are going somewhere with Laurie, I know you
are. You were whispering and laughing together on the

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