PART 2
42. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
(continued)
When Amy and Laurie wrote of their engagement, Mrs. March
feared that Jo would find it difficult to rejoice over it, but
her fears were soon set at rest, for thought Jo looked grave at
first, she took it very quietly, and was full of hopes and plans
for `the children' before she read the letter twice. It was a
sort of written duet, wherein each glorified the other in loverlike
fashion, very pleasant to read and satisfactory to think of,
for no one had any objection to make.
"You like it, Mother?" said Jo, as they laid down the closely
written sheets and looked at one another.
"Yes, I hoped it would be so, ever since Amy wrote that she
had refused Fred. I felt sure then that something better than
what you call the `mercenary spirit' had come over her, and a
hint here and there in her letters made me suspect that love
and Laurie would win the day."
"How sharp you are, Marmee, and how silent! You never said
a worked to me."
"Mothers have need of sharp eyes and discreet tongues when
they have girls to manage. I was half afraid to put the idea
into your head, lest you should write and congratulate them before
the thing was settled."
"I'm not the scatterbrain I was. You may trust me. I'm
sober and sensible enough for anyone's confidante now."
"So you are, my dear, and I should have made you mine,
only I fancied it might pain you to learn that your Teddy loved
someone else."
"Now, Mother, did you really think I could be so silly and
selfish, after I'd refused his love, when it was freshest, if not
best?"
"I knew you were sincere then, Jo, but lately I have thought
that if he came back, and asked again, you might perhaps, feel like
giving another answer. Forgive me, dear, I can't help seeing that
you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your
eyes that goes to my heart. So I fancied that your boy might fill
the empty place if he tried now."
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