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"Serves me right for trying to be fineI wish I'd let my hair alone," cried Meg petulantly "So do I, it was so smooth and prettyBut it will soon grow out again," said Beth, coming to kiss and comfort the shorn sheep After various lesser mishaps, Meg was finished at last, and by the united exertions of the entire family Jo's hair was got up and her dress onThey looked very well in their simple suits, Meg's in silvery drab, with a blue velvet snood, lace frills, and the pearl pinJo in maroon, with a stiff, gentlemanly linen collar, and a white chrysanthemum or two for her only ornamentEach put on one nice light glove, and carried one soiled one, and all pronounced the effect "quite easy and fine"Meg's high-heeled slippers were very tight and hurt her, though she would not own it, and Jo's nineteen hairpins all seemed stuck straight into her head, which was not exactly comfortable, but, dear me, let us be elegant or die "Have a good time, dearies!" said MrsMarch, as the sisters went daintily down knockoff gucci handbags the walk"Don't eat much supper, and come away at eleven when I send Hannah for you As the gate clashed behind them, a voice cried from a window "Girls, girls! Have you you both got nice pocket handkerchiefs?" "Yes, yes, spandy nice, and Meg has cologne on hers," cried Jo, adding with a laugh as they went on, "I do believe Marmee would ask that if we were all running away from an earthquake "It is one of her aristocratic tastes, and quite proper, for a real lady is always known by neat boots, gloves, and handkerchief," replied Meg, who had a good many little `aristocratic tastes' of her own "Now don't forget to keep the bad breadth out of sight, JoIs my sash right? And does my hair look very bad?" said Meg, as she turned from the glass in MrsGardiner's dressing room after a prolonged prink "I know I shall forgetIf you see me doing anything wrong, just remind me by a wink, will you?" returned Jo, giving her collar a twitch and her head a hasty brush "No, winking isn't ladylikeI'll lift my eyebrows louis vuitton purple bag if any thing is wrong, and nod if you are all rightNow hold your shoulder straight, and take short steps, and don't shake hands if you are introduced to anyone "How do you learn all the proper ways? I never canIsn't that music gay?" Down they went, feeling a trifle timid, for they seldom went to parties, and informal as this little gathering was, it was an event to themGardiner, a stately old lady, greeted them kindly and handed them over to the eldest of her six daughtersMeg knew Sallie and was at her ease very soon, but Jo, who didn't care much for girls or girlish gossip, stood about, with her back carefully against the wall, and felt as much out of place as a colt in a flower gardenHalf a dozen jovial lads were talking about skates in another part of the room, and she longed to go and join them, for skating was one of the joys of her lifeShe telegraphed her wish to Meg, but the eyebrows went up so alarmingly that she dared not stirNo one came to talk to her, and one by one the group dwindled ladies vintage cartier watches away till she was left aloneShe could not roam about and amuse herself, for the burned breadth would show, so she stared at people rather forlornly till the dancing beganMeg was asked at once, and the tight slippers tripped about so briskly that none would have guessed the pain their wearer suffered smilinglyJo saw a big red headed youth approaching her corner, and fearing he meant to engage her, she slipped into a curtained recess, intending to peep and enjoy herself in peaceUnfortunately, another bashful person had chosen the same refuge, for, as the curtain fell behind her, she found herself face to face with the `Laurence boy' "Dear me, I didn't know anyone was here!" stammered Jo, preparing to back out as speedily as she had bounced in But the boy laughed and said pleasantly, though he looked a little startled, "Don't mind me, stay if you like "Shan't I disturb you?" "Not a bitI only came here because I don't know many people and felt rather strange at first, you knowDon't go away, please, fake tiffany heart drop earrings unless you'd rather The boy sat down again and looked at his pumps, till Jo said, trying to be polite and easy, "I think I've had the pleasure of seeing you beforeYou live near us, don't you?" "Next door And he looked up and laughed outright, for Jo's prim manner was rather funny when he remembered how they had chatted about cricket when he brought the cat home That put Jo at her ease and she laughed too, as she said, in her heartiest way, "We did have such a good time over your nice Christmas present "But you put it into his head, didn't you, now?" "How is your cat, Miss March?" asked the boy, trying to look sober while his black eyes shone with fun "Nicely, thank you, MrBut I am not Miss March, I'm only Jo," returned the young ladyLaurence, I'm only Laurie "Laurie Laurence, what an odd name "My first name is theodore, but I don't like it, for the fellows called me Dora, so I made the say Laurie instead "I hate my name, too, so sentimental! I wish every one would say Jo instead of fake hermes handbags Josep

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