PART 1
20. CHAPTER TWENTY
(continued)
"Do you think Meg cares for him?" asked Mrs. March, with an
anxious look.
"Mercy me! I don't know anything about love and such
nonsense!" cried Jo, with a funny mixture of interest and contempt.
"In novels, the girls show it by starting and blushing, fainting
away, growing thin, and acting like fools. Now Meg does not do
anything of the sort. She eats and drinks and sleeps like a
sensible creature, she looks straight in my face when I talk
about that man, and only blushes a little bit when Teddy jokes
about lovers. I forbid him to do it, but he doesn't mind me as
he ought."
"Then you fancy that Meg is not interested in John?'
"Who?" cried Jo, staring.
"Mr. Brooke. I call him `John' now. We fell into the way
of doing so at the hospital, and he likes it."
"Oh, dear! I know you'll take his part. He's been good to
Father, and you won't send him away, but let Meg marry him, if
she wants to. Mean thing! To go petting Papa and helping you,
just to wheedle you into liking him." And Jo pulled her hair
again with a wrathful tweak.
"My dear, don't get angry about it, and I will tell you how
it happened. John went with me at Mr. Laurence's request, and
was so devoted to poor Father that we couldn't help getting fond
of him. He was perfectly open and honorable about Meg, for he
told us he loved her, but would earn a comfortable home before
he asked her to marry him. He only wanted our leave to love her
and work for her, and the right to make her love him if he could.
He is a truly excellent young man, and we could not refuse to
listen to him, but I will not consent to Meg's engaging herself
so young."
"Of course not. It would be idiotic! I knew there was
mischief brewing. I felt it, and now it's worse than I imagined.
I just wish I could marry Meg myself, and keep her safe in the
family."
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