PART 1
3. CHAPTER THREE
(continued)
"Don't you like to dance, Miss Jo?" asked Laurie, looking
as if he thought the name suited her.
"I like it well enough if there is plenty of room, and everyone
is lively. In a place like this I'm sure to upset something,
tread on people's toes, or do something dreadful, so I keep out
of mischief and let Meg sail about. Don't you dance?"
"Sometimes. You see I've been abroad a good many years, and
haven't been into company enough yet to know how you do things here."
"Abroad!." cried Jo. "Oh, tell me about it! I love dearly to
hear people describe their travels."
Laurie didn't seem to know where to begin, but Jo's eager
questions soon set him going, and he told her how he had been at
school in Vevay, where the boys never wore hats and had a fleet of
boats on the lake, and for holiday fun went on walking trips about
Switzerland with their teachers.
"Don't I wish I'd been there!" cried Jo. "Did you go to Paris?"
"We spent last winter there."
"Can you talk French?"
"We were not allowed to speak anything else at Vevay."
"Do say some! I can read it, but can't pronounce."
"Quel nom a cetter jeune demoiselle en les pantoulles jolis?"
"How nicely you do it! Let me see...you said, `Who is the
young lady in the pretty slippers', didn't you?"
"Oui, mademoiselle."
"It's my sister Margaret, and you knew it was! Do you think
she is pretty?"
"Yes, she makes me think of the German girls, she looks so
fresh and quiet, and dances like a lady."
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