I like to fly about and cut capers . '' `` You ca n't ask Mother for new ones , they are so expensive , and you are so careless . She said when you spoiled the others that she should n't get you any more this winter . Ca n't you make them do ? '' `` I can hold them crumpled up in my hand , so no one will know how stained they are . That 's all I can do . No ! I 'll tell you how we can manage , each wear one good one and carry a bad one . Do n't you see ? '' `` Your hands are bigger than mine , and you will stretch my glove dreadfully , '' began Meg , whose gloves were a tender point with her . `` Then I 'll go without . I do n't care what people say ! '' cried Jo , taking up her book . `` You may have it , you may ! Only do n't stain it , and do behave nicely . Do n't put your hands behind you , or stare , or say ` Christopher Columbus ! ' will you ? '' `` Do n't worry about me . I 'll be as prim as I can and not get into any scrapes , if I can help it . Now go and answer your note , and let me finish this splendid story . ''
So Meg went away to ` accept with thanks ' , look over her dress , and sing blithely as she did up her one real lace frill , while XXXXX finished her story , her four apples , and had a game of romps with Scrabble .
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