Jo’s face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look mysterious and important. Meg observed it, but did not trouble herself to make inquiries, for she had learned that the best way to manage Jo was by the law of contraries, so she felt sure of being told everything if she did not ask. She was rather surprised, therefore, when the silence remained unbroken, and Jo assumed a patronizing air, which decidedly aggravated Meg, who in her turn assumed an air of dignified reserve, and devoted herself to her mother. This left Jo to her own devices; for Mrs. March had taken her place as nurse, and bade her rest, exercise, and amuse herself after her long confinement. Amy being gone, Laurie was her only refuge; and, much as she enjoyed his society, she rather dreaded him just then, for he was an incorrigibletease, and she feared he would coax her secret from her.
She was quite right; for the mischief-loving lad no sooner suspected a mystery than he set himself to find it out, and led Jo a trying life of it. He wheedled, bribed, ridiculed, threatened, and scolded; affected indifference, that he might surprise the truth from her; declared he knew, then that he didn’t care; and, at last, by dint of perseverance, he satisfied himself that it concerned Meg and Mr. Brooke. Feeling indignant that he was not taken into his tutor’s confidence, he set his wits to work to devise some proper relation for the slight.
Meg meanwhile had apparently forgotten the matter, and was absorbed in preparations for her father’s return; but all of a sudden a change seemed to come over her, and, for a day or two, she was quite unlike herself. She started when spoken to, blushed when looked at, was very quiet, and sat over her sewing, with a timid, troubled look on her face. To her mother’s inquiries she answered that she was quite well, and Jo’s she silenced by begging to be let alone.
She feels it in the air - love, I mean - and she’s going very fast. She’s got most of the symptoms - is twittery and cross, doesn’t eat, lies awake, and mopes in corners. I caught her singing that song he gave her, and once she said "John", as you do, and then turned as red as a poppy. Whatever shall we do?’ said Jo, looking ready for any measures, however violent.
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“只有等待。不要干涉她,要和气耐心,等爸爸回来事情就能解决了,”母亲回答。
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Nothing but wait. Let her alone, be kind and patient, and Father’s coming will settle everything,’ replied her mother.
Here’s a note to you, Meg, all sealed up! How odd! Teddy never seals mine,’ said Jo, next day, as she distributed the contents of the little post-office.
Meg’s mild eyes kindled with anger as she pulled a crumpled note from her pocket, and threw it at Jo, saying reproachfully: `You wrote it, and that bad boy helped you. How could you be so rude, so mean, and cruel to us both?’ Jo hardly heard her, for she and her mother were reading the note, which was written in a peculiar hand.
I Can no longer restrain my passion and must know my fate before I return. I dare not tell your parents yet, but I think they would consent if they knew that we adore one another. Mr. Laurence will help me to some good place, and then, my sweet girl, you will make me happy. I implore you to say nothing to your family yet, but to send one word of hope through Laurie to
Oh, the little villain! that’s the way he meant to pay me for keeping my word to Mother. I’ll give him a hearty scolding, and bring him over to beg pardon,’ cried Jo, burning to execute immediate justice. But her mother held her back, saying, with a look she seldom wore: `Stop, Jo, you must clear yourself first. You have played so many pranks, that I am afraid you have had a hand in this.’
On my word, Mother, I haven’t! I never saw that note before, and I don’t know anything about it, as true as I live!’ said Jo, so earnestly that they believed her. `If I had taken a part in it I’d have done it better than this, and have written a sensible note. I should think you’d have known Mr. Brooke wouldn’t write such stuff as that,’ she added, scornfully tossing down the paper.
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“但这字像是他写的,”梅格结结巴巴地说,把这封信和手中的一封比较。
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It’s like his writing,’ faltered Meg, comparing it with the note in her hand.
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“哎呀,梅格,你没回信吧?”马奇太太急问。
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Oh, Meg, you didn’t answer it?’ cried Mrs. March, quickly.
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“我,我回了!”梅格再次掩着脸,羞愧得无地自容。
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Yes, I did!’ and Meg hid her face again, overcome with shame.
Here’s a scrape! Do let me bring that wicked boy over to explain, and be lectured. I can’t rest till I get hold of him’; and Jo made for the door again.
Hush! let me manage this, for it is worse than I thought. Margaret, tell me the whole story,’ commanded Mrs. March, sitting down by Meg, yet keeping hold of Jo, lest she should fly off.
I received the first letter from Laurie, who didn’t look as if he knew anything about it,’ began Meg, without looking up. `I was worried at first, and meant to tell you; then I remembered how you liked Mr. Brooke, so I thought you wouldn’t mind if I kept my little secret for a few days. I’m so silly that I liked to think no one knew; and, while I was deciding what to say I felt like the girls in books, who have such things to do.Forgive me, Mother, I’m paid for my silliness now; I never can look him in the face again.’
I only said I was too young to do anything about it yet; that I didn’t wish to have secrets from you, and he must speak to Father. I was very grateful for his kindness, and would be his friend, but nothing more, for a long while.’
Mrs. March smiled, as if pleased, and Jo clapped her hands, exclaiming, with a laugh:You are almost equal to Caroline Percy, who was a pattern of prudence! Tell on, Meg. What did he say to that?’
He writes in a different way entirely, telling me that he never sent any love letter at all, and is very sorry that my roguish sister, Jo, should take such liberties with our names. It’s very kind and respectful, but think how dreadful for me!’
Meg leaned against her mother, looking the image of despair, and Jo tramped about the room, calling Laurie names. All of a sudden, she stopped, caught up the two notes, and, after looking at them closely, said decidedly, `I don’t believe Brooke ever saw either of these letters. Teddy wrote both, and keeps yours to crow over me with, because I wouldn’t tell him my secret.’
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“不要藏什么心事,乔。告诉妈妈,免招灾祸,我本该那么做的,”梅格警告道。
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Don’t have any secrets Jo; tell it to Mother, and keep out of trouble, as I should have done,’ said Meg, warningly.
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“说得好,梅格!妈妈也这样跟我说过。”
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Bless you, child! Mother told me.’
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“行了,乔。我陪着梅格,你去把劳里找来。我要细细查究此事,立即终止这出恶作剧。”
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That will do, I’ll comfort Meg while you go and get Laurie. I shall sift the matter to the bottom, and put a stop to such pranks at once.’
Away ran Jo, and Mrs. March gently told Meg Mr. Brooke’s real feelings. `Now, dear, what are your own? Do you love him enough to wait till lie can make a home for you, or will you keep yourself quite free for the present?’
I’ve been so scared and worried, I don’t want to have anything to do with lovers for a long while - perhaps never,’ answered Meg, petulantly. `If John doesn’t know anything about this nonsense, don’t tell him, and make Jo and Laurie hold their tongues. I won’t be deceived and plagued and made a fool of - it’s a shame!’
Seeing that Meg’s usually gentle temper was roused, and her pride hurt by this mischievous joke, Mrs. March soothed her by promises of entire silence, and great discretion for the future.
The instant Laurie’s step was heard in the hall, Meg fled into the study, and Mrs. March received the culprit alone. Jo had not told him why he was wanted, fearing he wouldn’t come; but he knew the minute he saw Mrs. March’s face, and stood twirling his hat, with a guilty air which convicted him at once. Jo was dismissed, but chose to march up and down the hall like a sentinel, having some fear that the prisoner might bolt. The sound of voices in the parlour rose and fell for half an hour; but what happened during that interview the girls never knew.
When they were called in, Laurie was standing by their mother, with such a penitent face that Jo forgave him on the spot, but did not think it wise to betray the fact. Meg received his humble apology, and was much comforted by the assurance that Brooke knew nothing of the joke.
I’ll never tell him to my dying day - wild horses shan’t drag it out of me; so you’ll forgive me, Meg, and I’ll do anything to show how out-and-out sorry I am,’ he added, looking very much ashamed of himself.
I’ll try; but it was a very ungentlemanly thing to do. I didn’t think you could be so sly and malicious, Laurie, replied Meg, trying to hide her maidenly confusion under a gravely reproachful air.
It was altogether abominable, and I don’t deserve to be spoken to for a month; but you will, though, won’t you?’ and Laurie folded his hands together with such an imploring gesture, as he spoke in his irresistibly persuasive tone, that it was impossible to frown upon him, in spite of his scandalous behaviour. Meg pardoned him, and Mrs. March’s grave face relaxed, in spite of her efforts to keep sober, when she heard him declare that he would atone for his sins by all sorts of penances and abase himself like a worm before the injured damsel.
Jo stood aloof, meanwhile, trying to harden her heart against him, and succeeding only in primming up her face into an expression of entire disapprobation. Laurie looked at her once or twice, but, as she showed no sign of relenting, he felt injured, and turned his back on her till the others were done with him, when he made her a low bow, and walked off without a word.
As soon as he had gone, she wished she had been more forgiving; and when Meg and her mother went upstairs she felt lonely and longed for Teddy. After resisting for some time, she yielded to the impulse and, armed with a book to return, went over to the big house.
La, no, miss, but he’s had a scene with Mr. Laurie, who is in one of his tantrums about something, which vexes the old gentleman, so I dursn’t go nigh him.’