`` How 's the little mamma ? Where is everybody ? Why did n't you tell me before I came home ? '' began Laurie in a loud whisper . `` Happy as a queen , the dear ! Every soul of 'em is upstairs a worshipin ' . We did n't want no hurrycanes round . Now you go into the parlor , and I 'll send 'em down to you , '' with which somewhat involved reply Hannah vanished , chuckling ecstatically . Presently Jo appeared , proudly bearing a flannel bundle laid forth upon a large pillow . Jo 's face was very sober , but her eyes twinkled , and there was an odd sound in her voice of repressed emotion of some sort . `` Shut your eyes and hold out your arms , '' she said invitingly . Laurie backed precipitately into a corner , and put his hands behind him with an imploring gesture . `` No , thank you . I 'd rather not . I shall drop it or smash it , as sure as fate . '' `` Then you sha n't see your nevvy , '' said Jo decidedly , turning as if to go . `` I will , I will ! Only you must be responsible for damages . '' and obeying orders , Laurie heroically shut his eyes while something was put into his arms . A peal of laughter from Jo , Amy , Mrs. March , Hannah , and John caused him to open them the next minute , to find himself invested with two babies instead of one .
No wonder they laughed , for the expression of his face was droll enough to convulse a Quaker , as he stood and stared wildly from the unconscious innocents to the hilarious spectators with such dismay that XXXXX sat down on the floor and screamed .
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