asked Meg , full of curiosity to know his opinion of her , yet feeling ill at ease with him for the first time . `` I shall say I did n't know you , for you look so grown-up and unlike yourself , I 'm quite afraid of you , '' he said , fumbling at his glove button . `` How absurd of you ! The girls dressed me up for fun , and I rather like it . Would n't Jo stare if she saw me ? '' said Meg , bent on making him say whether he thought her improved or not . `` Yes , I think she would , '' returned Laurie gravely . `` Do n't you like me so ? '' asked Meg . `` No , I do n't , '' was the blunt reply . `` Why not ? '' in an anxious tone . He glanced at her frizzled head , bare shoulders , and fantastically trimmed dress with an expression that abashed her more than his answer , which had not a particle of his usual politeness in it . `` I do n't like fuss and feathers . '' That was altogether too much from a lad younger than herself , and Meg walked away , saying petulantly , `` You are the rudest boy I ever saw . '' Feeling very much ruffled , she went and stood at a quiet window to cool her cheeks , for the tight dress gave her an uncomfortably brilliant color . As she stood there , Major Lincoln passed by , and a minute after she heard him saying to his mother ... `` They are making a fool of that little girl . I wanted you to see her , but they have spoiled her entirely . She 's nothing but a doll tonight . '' `` Oh , dear ! ''
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