"Going out for exercise," answered Jo with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes
"I should think two long walks this morning would have been enough! It's cold and dull out, and I advise you to stay warm and dry by the fire, as I do," said Meg with a shiver
"Never take advice! Can't keep still all day, and not being a pussycat, I don't like to doze by the fireI like adventures, and I'm going to find some
Meg went back to toast her feet and read IVANHOE, and Jo began to dig paths with great energyThe snow was light, and with her broom she soon swept a path all round the garden, for Beth to walk in when the sun came out and the invalid dolls needed airNow, the garden separated the Marches' house from that of MrBoth stood in a suburb of the city, which was still countrylike, with groves and lawns, large gardens, and quiet streetsA low hedge parted the two estatesOn one side was an old, brown house, looking rather bare and shabby, robbed of the vines that in summer http://www.culuxury.com/scategory_7_Gucci.html" target="_blank covered its walls and the flowers, which then surrounded itOn the other side was a stately stone mansion, plainly betokening every sort of comfort and luxury, from the big coach house and well-kept grounds to the conservatory and the glimpses of lovely things one caught between the rich curtains
Yet it seemed a lonely, lifeless sort of house, for no children frolicked on the lawn, no motherly face ever smiled at the windows, and few people went in and out, except the old gentleman and his grandson
To Jo's lively fancy, this fine house seemed a kind of enchanted palace, full of splendors and delights which no one enjoyedShe had long wanted to behold these hidden glories, and to know the Laurence boy, who looked as if he would like to be known, if he only knew how to beginSince the party, she had been more eager than ever, and had planned many ways of making friends with him, but he had not been seen lately, and Jo began to think he had gone away, when she one day spied a http://www.enluxury.com/categorys_103_Chanel-Necklaces_1.html" target="_blank brown face at an upper window, looking wistfully down into their garden, where Beth and Amy were snow-balling one another
"That boy is suffering for society and fun," she said to herself"His grandpa does not know what's good for him, and keeps him shut up all aloneHe needs a party of jolly boys to play with, or somebody young and livelyI've a great mind to go over and tell the old gentleman so!"
The idea amused Jowho liked to do daring things and was always scandalizing Meg by her queer performancesThe plan of `going over' was not forgottenAnd when the snowy afternoon came, Jo resolved to try what could be doneLawrence drive off, and then sallied out to dig her way down to the hedge, where she paused and took a surveyAll quiet, curtains down at the lower windows, servants out of sight, and nothing human visible but a curly black head leaning on a thin hand at the upper window
"There he is," thought Jo, "Poor boy! All alone and sick this dismal dayIt's a shame! I'll http://www.enluxury.com" target="_blank toss up a snowball and make him look out, and then say a kind word to him
Up went a handful of soft snow, and the head turned at once, showing a face which lost its listless look in a minute, as the big eyes brightened and the mouth began to smileJo nodded and laughed, and flourished her broom as she called out
"How do you do? Are you sick?"
Laurie opened the window, and croaked out as hoarsely as a ravenI've had a bad cold, and been shut up a weekWhat do you amuse yourself with?"
"NothingIt's dull as tombs up here
"Don't you read?"
"Not much
"Can't somebody read to you?"
"Grandpa does sometimes, but my books don't interest him, and I hate to ask Brooke all the time
"Have someone come and see you then
"There isn't anyone I'd like to seeBoys make such a row, and my head is weak
"Isn't there some nice girl who'd read and amuse you? Girls are quiet and like to play nurse
"You know us," began Jo, then laughed and stopped
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"I'm not quiet and nice, but I'll come, if Mother will let meShut the window, like a good boy, and wait till I come
With that, Jo shouldered her broom and marched into the house, wondering what they would all say to herLaurie was in a flutter of excitement at the idea of having company, and flew about to get ready, for as MrsMarch said, he was `a little gentleman'and did honor to the coming guest by brushing his curly pate, putting on a fresh color, and trying tidy up the room, which in spite of half a dozen servants, was anything but neatPresently there came a loud ring, than a decided voice, asking for `Mrlaurie', and a surprised- looking servant came running up to announce a young lady
"All right, show her up, it's Miss Jo, "said Laurie, going to the door of his little parlor to meet Jo, who appeared, looking rosy and quite at her ease, with a covered dish in one hand and Beth's three kittens in the other
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