PART 1
5. CHAPTER FIVE
(continued)
"Please do now. I want to hear it, so I can tell Beth."
"Won't you first?"
"Don't know how. Too stupid to learn, but I love music dearly."
So Laurie played and Jo listened, with her nose luxuriously
buried in heliotrope and tea roses. Her respect and regard for
the `Laurence' boy increased very much, for he played remarkably well
and didn't put on any airs. She wished Beth could hear him, but
she did not say so, only praised him till he was quite abashed, and
his grandfather came to his rescue.
"That will do, that will do, young lady. too many sugarplums
are not good for him. His music isn't bad, but I hope he will do
as well in more important things. Going? well, I'm much obliged
to you, and I hope you'll come again. My respects to your mother.
Good night, Doctor Jo."
He shook hands kindly, but looked as if something did not
please him. When they got into the hall, Jo asked Laurie if she
had said something amiss. He shook his head.
"No, it was me. He doesn't like to hear me play."
"Why not?"
"I'll tell you some day. John is going home with you, as I
can't."
"No need of that. I am not a young lady, and it's only a
step. Take care of yourself, won't you?"
"Yes, but you will come again, I hope?"
"If you promise to come and see us after you are well."
"I will."
"Good night, Laurie!"
"Good night, Jo, good night!"
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