PART 2
29. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
(continued)
"Why not? I'm neat and cool and comfortable, quite proper
for a dusty walk on a warm day. If people care more for my
clothes than they do for me, I don't wish to see them. You can
dress for both, and be as elegant as you please. It pays for
you to be fine. It doesn't for me, and furbelows only worry me."
"Oh, dear!" sighed Amy, "now she's in a contrary fit, and
will drive me distracted before I can get her properly ready.
I'm sure it's no pleasure to me to go today, but it's a debt we
owe society, and there's no one to pay it but you and me. I'll
do anything for you, Jo, if you'll only dress yourself nicely,
and come and help me do the civil. You can talk so well, look
so aristocratic in your best things, and behave so beautifully,
if you try, that I'm proud of you. I'm afraid to go alone, do
come and take care of me."
"You're an artful little puss to flatter and wheedle your
cross old sister in that way. The idea of my being aristocratic
and well-bred, and your being afraid to go anywhere alone! I
don't know which is the most absurd. Well, I'll go if I must,
and do my best. You shall be commander of the expedition, and
I'll obey blindly, will that satisfy you?" said Jo, with a sudden
change from perversity to lamblike submission.
"You're a perfect cherub! Now put on all your best things,
and I'll tell you how to behave at each place, so that you will
make a good impression. I want people to like you, and they
would if you'd only try to be a little more agreeable. Do your
hair the pretty way, and put the pink rose in your bonnet. It's
becoming, and you look too sober in your plain suit. Take your
light gloves and the embroidered handkerchief. We'll stop at
Meg's, and borrow her white sunshade, and then you can have my
dove-colored one."
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