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And then, when that revelation of his crime toward Auntie Sue had come, and the labor of months, with all that it implied of the enduring salvation of himself and the happiness of Auntie Sue, hung wavering in the balance, it was the "Circumstances" of Betty Jo's coming that had set him in the right current of action again.
She knew she'd want to muss Jo's hair, and sit on his knee, and even quarrel with him, if necessary, without the awareness of three ever-present pairs of maiden eyes and ears. "No! No! We'd only be miserable. I know. Even if they didn't object. And they would, Jo. Wouldn't they?" His silence was miserable assent. Then, "But you do love me, don't you, Emily?" "I do, Jo.
The March family had enjoyed a great many surprises in the course of their varied career, but the greatest of all was when the Ugly Duckling turned out to be, not a swan, but a golden goose, whose literary eggs found such an unexpected market that in ten years Jo's wildest and most cherished dream actually came true.
When he had finished he patted Jo's shoulder. "I am always thirsty," he said. "I shall be hungry too. I always am." Jo brought him some milk and bread in a bowl.
Sometimes Jo went down to the village below, and then, at first, he locked the door of the house behind him upon Charley. Against this Charley made no motion and said no word, but patiently awaited Jo's return. So it was that, at last, Jo made no attempt to lock the door, but with a nod or a good-bye left him alone.
Poor Jo would gladly have gone under the table, as one thing after another was tasted and left, while Amy giggled, Meg looked distressed, Miss Crocker pursed her lips, and Laurie talked and laughed with all his might to give a cheerful tone to the festive scene. Jo's one strong point was the fruit, for she had sugared it well, and had a pitcher of rich cream to eat with it.
The eldest daughter settled down with her head in Jo's hip, having failed to get Miss Brindley alongside. She gazed longingly at Miss Brindley from Jo's lap, and asking for all the data possible as to her life. "Oh, how wonderful!" They gave us a tiny room and two benches much too small for the whole company; so some slept outside on the balcony.
Now, Jo's improbable story concerning the lady and the sovereign has awakened more or less the curiosity of all the company. Mr.
William caught cold driving Aunt Jo's coupé with the window broken in it. He's got neuralgia from that." "And isn't there any croup about it?" Laddie demanded rather sadly. "Then I'll have to start making my riddle all over again." "Will that be awful hard to do, Laddie?" asked his twin. "Why! making riddles must be worse than having neu-ral-gi-a or croup."
Anyone who got the meaning of the Loop knows the significance of a move to a North Shore suburb, and a house. Eva's daughter, Ethel, was growing up, and her mother had an eye on society. That did away with Jo's Thursday dinners. Then Stell's husband bought a car. They went out into the country every Sunday. Stell said it was getting so that maids objected to Sunday dinners, anyway.
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