PART 2
30. CHAPTER THIRTY
(continued)
"Good evening, Miss Jo. How does Amy get on?" asked May with
a conciliatory air, for she wanted to show that she also could be
generous.
"She has sold everything she had that was worth selling, and
now she is enjoying herself. The flower table is always attractive,
you know, `especially to gentlemen'."
Jo couldn't resist giving that little slap, but May took it
so meekly she regretted it a minute after, and fell to praising
the great vases, which still remained unsold.
"Is Amy's illumination anywhere about" I took a fancy to
buy that for Father," said Jo, very anxious to learn the fate of
her sister's work.
"Everything of Amy's sold long ago. I took care that the
right people saw them, and they made a nice little sum of money
for us," returned May, who had overcome sundry small temptations,
as well as Amy had, that day.
Much gratified, Jo rushed back to tell the good news, and
Amy looked both touched and surprised by the report of May's
word and manner.
"Now, gentlemen, I want you to go and do your duty by the
other tables as generously as you have by mine, especially the
art table," she said, ordering out `Teddy's own', as the girls
called the college friends.
"`Charge, Chester, charge!' is the motto for that table, but
do your duty like men, and you'll get your money's worth of art
in every sense of the word," said the irrepressible Jo, as the
devoted phalanx prepared to take the field.
"To hear is to obey, but March is fairer far than May," said
little Parker, making a frantic effort to be both witty and tender,
and getting promptly quenched by Laurie, who said...
"Very well, my son, for a small boy!" and walked him off, with
a paternal pat on the head.
"Buy the vases," whispered Amy to Laurie, as a final heaping
of coals of fire on her enemy's head.
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