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floral oil painting
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¡¡¡¡`What is it, deary?' asked Mrs. March, holding out her hand, with a face which invited confidence. ¡¡¡¡`I want to tell you something, Mother.' ¡¡¡¡`About Meg?' ¡¡¡¡`How quickly you guessed! Yes, it's about her, and though it's a little thing, it fidgets me.' ¡¡¡¡`Beth is asleep; speak low, and tell me all about it. That Moffat hasn't been here, I hope?' asked Mrs. March, rather sharply. ¡¡¡¡`No, I should have shut the door in his face if he had,' said Jo, settling
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herself on the floor at her mother's feet. `Last summer Meg left a pair of gloves over at the Laurences', and only one was returned. We forgot all about it, till Teddy told me that Mr. Brooke had it. He kept it in his waistcoat pocket, and once it fell out, and Teddy joked him about it, and Mr. Brooke owned that he liked Meg, but didn't dare say so, she was so young and he so poor. Now, isn't it a dreadful state of things?'