Roderigo rent his chains asunder manfully , and Hugo died in agonies of remorse and arsenic , with a wild , `` Ha ! Ha ! '' `` It 's the best we 've had yet , '' said Meg , as the dead villain sat up and rubbed his elbows . `` I do n't see how you can write and act such splendid things , Jo . You 're a regular Shakespeare ! '' exclaimed Beth , who firmly believed that her sisters were gifted with wonderful genius in all things . `` Not quite , '' replied Jo modestly . `` I do think The Witches Curse , an Operatic Tragedy is rather a nice thing , but I 'd like to try Macbeth , if we only had a trapdoor for Banquo . I always wanted to do the killing part . ` Is that a dagger that I see before me ? '' muttered Jo , rolling her eyes and clutching at the air , as she had seen a famous tragedian do . `` No , it 's the toasting fork , with Mother 's shoe on it instead of the bread . Beth 's stage-struck ! '' cried Meg , and the rehearsal ended in a general burst of laughter . `` Glad to find you so merry , my girls , '' said a cheery voice at the door , and actors and audience turned to welcome a tall , motherly lady with a ` can I help you ' look about her which was truly delightful . She was not elegantly dressed , but a noble-looking woman , and the girls thought the gray cloak and unfashionable bonnet covered the most splendid mother in the world . `` Well , dearies , how have you got on today ? There was so much to do , getting the boxes ready to go tomorrow , that I did n't come home to dinner . Has anyone called , Beth ? How is your cold , Meg ?
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