PART 1
9. CHAPTER NINE
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"Yes, he often does, to all of us, for their house is full, and
we are so fond of them. My mother and old Mr. Laurence are friends,
you know, so it is quite natural that we children should play together."
And Meg hoped they would say no more.
"It's evident Daisy isn't out yet," said Miss Clara to Belle with a nod.
"Quite a pastoral state of innocence all round," returned
Miss Belle with a shrug.
"I'm going out to get some little matters for my girls. Can
I do anything for you, young ladies?" asked Mrs. Moffat, lumbering
in like an elephant in silk and lace.
"No, thank you, ma'am," replied Sallie. "I've got my new
pink silk for Thursday and don't want a thing."
"Nor I..." began Meg, but stopped because it occurred to
her that she did want several things and could not have them.
"What shall you wear?" asked Sallie.
"My old white one again, if I can mend it fit to be seen, it
got sadly torn last night," said Meg, trying to speak quite easily,
but feeling very uncomfortable.
"Why don't you send home for another?" said Sallie, who was
not an observing young lady.
"I haven't got any other." It cost Meg an effort to say that,
but Sallie did not see it and exclaimed in amiable surprise, "Only
that?" How funny..." She did not finish her speech, for Belle
shook her head at her and broke in, saying kindly...
"Not at all. Where is the use of having a lot of dresses
when she isn't out yet? There's no need of sending home, Daisy,
even if you had a dozen, for I've got a sweet blue silk laid away,
which I've outgrown, and you shall wear it to please me, won't
you, dear?"
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