PART 1
9. CHAPTER NINE
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"I told you they dressed me up, but I didn't tell you that
they powdered and squeezed and frizzled, and made me look like a
fashion plate. Laurie thought I wasn't proper. I know he did,
though he didn't say so, and one man called me `a doll'. I knew
it was silly, but they flattered me and said I was a beauty, and
quantities of nonsense, so I let them make a fool of me."
"Is that all?" asked Jo, as Mrs. March looked silently at
the downcast face of her pretty daughter, and could not find it
in her heart to blame her little follies.
"No, I drank champagne and romped and tried to flirt, and
was altogether abominable," said Meg self-reproachfully.
"There is something more, I think." And Mrs. March smoothed
the soft cheek, which suddenly grew rosy as Meg answered slowly...
"Yes. It's very silly, but I want to tell it, because I hate
to have people say and think such things about us and Laurie."
Then she told the various bits of gossip she had heard at the
Moffats', and as she spoke, Jo saw her mother fold her lips tightly,
as if ill pleased that such ideas should be put into Meg's innocent
mind.
"Well, if that isn't the greatest rubbish I ever heard," cried
Jo indignantly. "Why didn't you pop out and tell them so on the
spot?'
"I couldn't, it was so embarrassing for me. I couldn't help
hearing at first, and then I was so angry and ashamed, I didn't
remember that I ought to go away."
"Just wait till I see Annie Moffat, and I'll show you how to
settle such ridiculous stuff. The idea of having `plans' and being
kind to Laurie because he's rich and may marry us by-and-by! Won't
he shout when I tell him what those silly things say about us poor
children?" And Jo laughed, as if on second thoughts the thing
struck her as a good joke.
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