“Laurie, I want you to do me a favor, will you?” said Meg, as he stood fanning her when her breath gave out, which it did very soon though she would not own why. “Won’t I!” said Laurie, with alacrity. “Please don’t tell them at home about my dress tonight. They won’t understand the joke, and it will worry Mother.” “Then why did you do it?” said Laurie’s eyes, so plainly that Meg hastily added... “I shall tell them myself all about it, and ‘fess’ to Mother how silly I’ve been. But I’d rather do it myself. So you’ll …
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