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Don Pedro refuses, because he is not richThey shout and gesticulate tremendously but cannot agree, and Rodrigo is about to bear away the exhausted Zara, when the timid servant enters with a letter and a bag from Hagar, who has mysteriously disappearedThe latter informs the party that she bequeths untold wealth to the young pair and an awful doom to Don Pedro, if he doesn't make them happyThe bag is opened, and several quarts of tin money shower down upon the stage till it is quite glorified with the glitterThis entirely softens the stern sireHe consents without a murmur, all join in a joyful chorus, and the curtain falls upon the lovers kneeling to receive Don Pedro's blessing in attitudes of the most romantic grace Tumultuous applause followed but received an unexpected check, for the cot bed, on which the dress circle was built, suddenly shut up and extinguished the enthusiastic audienceRoderigo and Don Pedro flew to the rescue, and all were taken out unhurt, though many were cartier tank must speechless with laughterthe excitement had hardly subsided when Hannah appeared, with "MrsMarch's compliments, and would the ladies walk down to supper This was a surprise even to the actors, and when they saw the table, they looked at one another in rapturous amazementIt was like Marmee to get up a little treat for them, but anything so fine as this was unheard of since the departed days of plentyThere was ice cream, actually two dishes of it, pink and white, and cake and fruit and distracting french bonbons and, in the middle of the table, four great bouquets of hot house flowers It quite took their breath away, and they stared first at the table and then at their mother, who looked as if she enjoyed it immensely "Is it fairies?" asked Amy "Santa Claus," said Beth And Meg smiled her sweetest, in spite of her gray beard and white eyebrows "Aunt March had a good fit and sent the supper," cried Jo, with a sudden inspirationLaurence sent it," replied Mrs "The Laurence boy's cartier watches women grandfather! What in the world put such a thing into his head? We don't know him!' exclaimed Meg "Hannah told one of his servants about your breakfast partyHe is an odd old gentleman, but that pleased himHe knew my father years ago, and he sent me a polite note this afternoon, saying he hoped I would allow him to express his friendly feeling toward my children by sending them a few trifles in honor of the dayI could not refuse, and so you have a little feast at night to make up for the bread-and-milk breakfast "That boy; put it into his head, I know he did! He's a capital fellow, and I wish we could get acquaintedHe looks as if he'd like to know us but he's bashful, and Meg is so prim she won't let me speak to him when we pass," said Jo, as the plates went round, and the ice began to melt out of sight, with ohs and ahs of satisfaction "You mean the people who live in the big house next door, don't you?" asked one of the girls"My mother knows old MrLaurence, but says he's very proud hermes kelly handbag and doesn't like to mix with his neighborsHe keeps his grandson shut up, when he isn't riding or walking with his tutor, and makes him study very hardWe invited him to our party, but he didn't comeMother says he's very nice, though he never speaks to us girls "Our cat ran away once, and he brought her back, and we talked over the fence, and were getting on capitally, all about cricket, and so on, when he saw Meg coming, and walked offI mean to know him some day, for he needs fun, I'm sure he does," said Jo decidedly "I like his manners, and he looks like a little gentleman, so I've no objection to your knowing him, if a proper opportunity comesHe brought the flowers himself, and I should have asked him in, if I had been sure what was going on upstairsHe looked so wistful as he went away, hearing the frolic and evidently having none of his own "It's a mercy you didn't , Mother!" laughed Jo, looking at her boots"But we'll have another play sometime that he can seePerhaps he'll help cartier roadster replica actWouldn't that be jolly?" "I never had such a fine bouquet before! How pretty it is!" And Meg examined her flowers with great interestBut Beth's roses are sweeter to me," said MrsMarch, smelling the half-dead posy in her belt Beth nestled up to her, and whispered softly, "I wish I could send my bunch to FatherI'm afraid he isn't having such a merry Christmas as we are CHAPTER THREE "Jo! Jo! Where are you?" cried Meg at the foot of the garret stairs "Here!" answered a husky voice from above, and, running up, Meg found her sister eating apples and crying over the Heir of Redclyffe, wrapped up in a comforter on an old three-legged sofa by the sunny windowThis was Jo's favorite refuge, and here she loved to retire with half a dozen russets and a nice book, to enjoy the quiet and the society of a pet rat who lived near by and didn't mind her a particleAs Meg appeared, Scrabble whisked into his holeJo shook the tears off her cheeks and waited to hear the chloe black