Like sunshine after storm were the peaceful weeks which followed. The invalids improved rapidly, and Mr. March began to talk of returning early in the new year. Beth was soon able to lie on the study sofa all day, amusing herself with the well-beloved cats at first, and, in time, with dolls’ sewing, which had fallen sadly behindhand.
Her once active limbs were so stiff and feeble that Jo took her a daily airing about the house in her strong arms. Meg cheerfully blackened and burnt her white hands cooking delicate messes for the "dear"; while Amy, a loyal slave of the ring, celebrated her return by giving away as many of her treasures as she could prevail on her sisters to accept.
As Christmas approached, the usual mysteries began to haunt the house, and Jo frequently convulsed the family by proposing utterly impossible or magnificently absurd ceremonies, in honour of this unusually merry Christmas. Laurie was equally impractical, and would have had bonfires, sky-rockets, and triumphal arches, if he had his own way. After many skirmishes and snubbings, the ambitious pair were considered effectually quenched, and went about with forlorn faces, which were rather belied by explosions of laughter when the two got together.
Several days of unusually mild weather fitly ushered in a splendid Christmas Day. Hannah "felt in her bones" that it was going to be an unusually fine day, and she proved herself a true prophetess, for everybody and everything seemed bound to produce a grand success. To begin with, Mr. March wrote that he should soon be with them; then Beth felt uncommonly well that morning, and, being dressed in her mother’s gift - a soft crimson merino wrapper - was borne in triumph to the window to behold the offering of Jo and Laurie. The Unquenchables had done their best to be worthy of the name, for, like elves, they had worked by night, and conjured up a comical surprise. Out in the garden stood a stately snow-maiden, crowned with holly, bearing a basket of fruit and flowers in one hand, a great roll of new music in the other, a perfect rainbow of an Afghan round her chilly shoulders, and a Christmas carol issuing from her lips, on a pink paper streamer:
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高山少女致贝思
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THE JUNGFRAU TO BETH
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上帝保佑你,亲爱的贝思女王!
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God bless you, dear Queen Bess!
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愿你永不沮丧
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May nothing you dismay,
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健康、平和、快乐
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But health and peace and happiness
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在这喜庆的圣诞
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Be yours, this Christmas Day.
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送上水果给我们勤劳的蜜蜂品尝,
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Here’s fruit to feed our busy bee,
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送上鲜花让她闻闻馥郁的芬芳;
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And flowers for her nose;
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送上乐谱让她在小钢琴上弹奏,
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Here’s music for her pianee,
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送上阿富汗披巾让她翩翩起舞。
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An Afghan for her toes.
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送上一幅乔安娜的画像,呀,
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A portrait of Joanna, see,
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这可是拉斐尔第二的作品,
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By Raphael No. 2,
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为了画得形神兼备,
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Who laboured with great industry
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她可是下足了功力。
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To make it fair and true.
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再赠你一条红绸巾,
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Accept a ribbon red, I beg,
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用来点缀"佩儿小姐"的尾巴;
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For Madam Purrer’s tail;
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还有一桶佩格做的冰淇淋――
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And ice-cream made by lovely Peg -
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堆得像勃朗峰一样高耸入云。
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A Mont Blanc in a pail.
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我的创造者把他们的挚爱
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Their dearest love, my makers laid
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放进我雪白的心胸:
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Within my breast of snow:
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请从乔和劳里的手中收下这份爱吧,连同这位高山少女。
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Accept it, and the Alpine maid,From Laurie and from Jo.
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贝思看到这份歌词笑得好不开心,劳里跑上跑下把礼物拿进来,乔则语无伦次地向大家发表致词。
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How Beth laughed when she saw it, how Laurie ran up and down to bring in the gifts, and what ridiculous speeches Jo made as she presented them!
"I’m so full of happiness, that, if Father was only here, I couldn’t hold one drop more," said Beth, quite sighing with contentment, as Jo carried her off to the study to rest after the excitement and to refresh herself with some of the delicious grapes the "Jungfrau" had sent her.
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“我也一样,”乔拍拍装着渴望已久的《水中女神》一书的口袋说。
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"So am I," added Jo, slapping the pocket wherein reposed the long-desired Undine and Sintram.
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“我当然也一样,”艾思响应道。她正在认真研究母亲镶在精致的画框中送给她的版画“圣母和圣婴”。
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"I’m sure I am," echoed Amy, poring over the engraved copy of the Madonna and Child, which her mother had given her, in a pretty frame.
"How can I be otherwise?" said Mrs. March, gratefully, as her eyes went from her husband’s letter to Beth’s smiling face, and her hand caressed the broach made of grey and golden, chestnut and dark brown hair, which the girls had just fastened on her breast.
Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful story-book fashion, and what a comfort that is. Half an hour after everyone had said they were so happy they could only hold one drop more, the drop came. Laurie opened the parlour door, and popped his head in very quietly. He might just as well have turned a somersault and uttered an Indian war-whoop; for his face was so full of suppressed excitement and his voice so treacherously joyful, that everyone jumped up, though he only said, in a queer breathless voice, "Here’s another Christmas present for the March family."
Before the words were well out of his mouth, he was whisked away somehow, and in his place appeared a tall man, muffled up to the eyes, leaning on the arm of another tall man, who tried to say something and couldn’t. Of course there was a general stampede; and for several minutes everybody seemed to lose their wits, for the strangest things were done, and no one said a word. Mrs. March became invisible in the embrace of four pairs of loving arms; Jo disgraced herself by nearly fainting away, and had to be doctored by Laurie in the china-closet; Mr. Brooke kissed Meg entirely by mistake, as he somewhat incoherently explained; and Amy, the dignified, tumbled over a stool, and, never stopping to get up, hugged and cried over her father’s boots in the most touching manner. Mrs. March was the first to recover herself, and held up her hand with a warning, "Hush! remember Beth!"
But it was too late; the study door flew open, the little red wrapper appeared on the threshold - joy put strength into the feeble limbs - and Beth ran straight into her father’s arms. Never mind what happened just after that; for the full hearts overflowed, washing away the bitterness of the past, and leaving only the sweetness of the present.
It was not at all romantic, but a hearty laugh set everybody straight again, for Hannah was discovered behind the door, sobbing over the fat turkey, which she had forgotten to put down when she rushed up from the kitchen. As the laugh subsided, Mrs. March began to thank Mr. Brooke for his faithful care of her husband, at which Mr. Brooke suddenly remembered that Mr. March needed rest, and, seizing Laurie, he precipitately retired. Then the two invalids were ordered to repose, which they did, by both sitting in one big arm-chair, and talking hard.
Mr. March told how he had longed to surprise them, and how when the fine weather came, he had been allowed by his doctor to take advantage of it; how devoted Brooke had been, and how he was altogether a most estimable and upright young man. Why Mr. March paused a minute just there, and, after a glance at Meg, who was violently poking the fire, looked at his wife with an inquiring lift of the eyebrows, I leave you to imagine; also why Mrs. March gently nodded her head, and asked, rather abruptly, if he wouldn’t have something to eat. Jo saw and understood the look; and she stalked grimly away to get beef-tea, muttering to herself, as she slammed the door, "I hate estimable young men with brown eyes!"
There never was such a Christmas dinner as they had that day. The fat turkey was a sight to behold, when Hannah sent him up, stuffed, browned, and decorated; so was the plum-pudding, which quite melted in one’s mouth; likewise the jellies, in which Amy revelled like a fly in a honeypot. Everything turned out well; which was a mercy, Hannah said, "For my mind was that flustered, mum, that it’s a merrycle I didn’t roast the pudding, and stuff the turkey with raisins, let alone bilin’ of it in a cloth."
Mr. Laurence and his grandson dined with them, also Mr. Brooke - at whom Jo glowered darkly, to Laurie’s infinite amusement. Two easy-chairs stood side by side at the head of the table, in which sat Beth and her father, feasting modestly on chicken and a little fruit. They drank healths, told stories, sang songs, "reminisced", as the old folk say, and had a thoroughly good time. A sleigh-ride had been planned, but the girls would not leave their father; so the guests departed early, and, as twilight gathered, the happy family sat together round the fire.
"Just a year ago we were groaning over the dismal Christmas we expected to have. Do you remember?" asked Jo, breaking a short pause which had followed a long conversation about many things. "Rather a pleasant year on the whole!" said Meg, smiling at the fire, and congratulating herself on having treated Mr. Brooke with dignity.
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“我认为这一年相当艰苦,”艾美评论道,若有所思地看着手上亮光闪闪的戒指。
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"I think it’s been a pretty hard one," observed Amy, watching the light shine on her ring, with thoughtful eyes.
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“我庆幸这一年已经过去了,因为我们把您盼回来了,”坐在父亲膝上的贝思轻声说道。
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"I’m glad it’s over, because we’ve got you back," whispered Beth, who sat on her father’s knee.
"Here is one!" and taking up the hand which lay on the ann of his chair, he pointed to the roughened forefinger, a burn on the back, and two or three little hard spots on the palm.