It was partly my fault, but it's all right nowSo...
It was partly my fault, but it's all right nowSo let's forget it, and talk about the RAMBLER or something pleasant
"Hang the RAMBLER! Come down and give me your word that this harum-scarum boy of mine hasn't done anything ungrateful or impertinentIf he has, after all your kindness to him, I'll thrash him with my own hands
The threat sounded awful, but did not alarm Jo, for she knew the irascible old gentleman would never lift a finger against his grandson, whatever he might say to the contraryShe obediently descended, and made as light of the prank as she could without betraying Meg or forgetting the truthwell, if the boy held his tongue because he promised, and not from obstinacy, I'll forgive himHe's a stubborn fellow and hard to manage," said MrLaurence, rubbing up his hair till it looked as if he had been out in a gale, and smoothing the frown from his brow with an air of relief
"So am I, but a kind word will govern me when all the king's horses and all the king's men cartier love couldn't," said Jo, trying to say a kind word for her friend, who seemed to get out of one scrape only to fall into another
"You think I'm not kind to him, hey?" was the sharp answerYou are rather too kind sometimes, and then just a trifle hasty when he tries your patienceDon't you think you are?"
Jo was determined to have it out now, and tried to look quite placid, though she quaked a little after her bold speech
To her great relief and surprise, the old gentleman only threw his spectacles onto the table with a rattle and exclaimed frankly, "You're right, girl, I am! I love the boy, but he tries my patience past bearing, and I know how it will end, if we go on so
"I'll tell you, he'll run away Jo was sorry for that speech the minute it was madeShe meant to warn him that Laurie would not bear much restraint, and hoped he would be more forebearing with the ladLaurence's ruddy face changed suddenly, and he sat down, with a troubled glance at the picture of a handsome man, which buy chanel bag hung over his tableIt was Laurie's father, who had run away in his youth, and married against the imperious old man's willJo fancied her remembered and regretted the past, and she wished she had held her tongue
"He won't do it unless he is very much worried, and only threatens it sometimes, when he gets tired of studyingI often think I should like to, especially since my hair was cut, so if you ever miss us, you may advertise for two boys and look among the ships bound for India
She laughed as she spoke, and MrLaurence looked relieved, evidently taking the whole as a joke
"You hussy, how dare you talk in that way? Where's your respect for me, and your proper bringing up? Bless the boys and girls! What torments they are, yet we can't do without them," he said, pinching her cheeks good-humoredly"Go and bring that boy down to his dinner, tell him it's all right, and advise him not to put on tragedy airs with his grandfather
"He won't come, SirHe feels badly because you didn't chanel reporter bag believe him when he said he couldn't tellI think the shaking hurt his feelings very much
Jo tried to look pathetic but must have failed, for MrLaurence began to laugh, and she knew the day was won
"I'm sorry for that, and ought to thank him for not shaking me, I supposeWhat the dickens does the fellow expect?" And the old gentleman looked a trifle ashamed of his own testiness
"If I were you, I'd write him an apology, SirHe says he won't come down till he has one, and talks about Washington, and goes on in an absurd wayA formal apology will make him see how foolish he is, and bring him down quite amiableHe likes fun, and this was is better than talkingI'll carry it up, and teach him his dutyLaurence gave her a sharp look, and put on his spectacles, saying slowly, "You're a sly puss, but I don't mind being managed by you and BethHere, give me a bit of paper, and let us have done with this nonsense
The note was written in the terms which one gentleman would use to another after gucci backpacks offering some deep insultJo dropped a kiss on the top of MrLaurence's bald head, and ran up to slip the apology under Laurie's door, advising him through the keyhole to be submissive, decorous, and a few other agreeable impossibilitiesFinding the door locked again, she left the note to do its work, and was going quietly away, when the young gentleman slid down the banisters, and waited for her at the bottom, saying, with his most virtuous expression of countenance, "What a good fellow you are, Jo! Did you get blown up?" he added, laughing
"No, he was pretty mild, on the whole
"AH! I got it all roundEven you cast me off over there, and I felt just ready to go to the deuce," he began apologetically
"Don't talk that way, turn over a new leaf and begin again, Teddy, my son
"I keep turning over new leaves, and spoiling them, as I used to spoil my copybooks, and I make so many beginnings there never will be an end," he said dolefully
"Go and eat your dinner, you'll feel better after mulberry bags