Little Women Page #3

JO:

I could tell her! Diapers!

MEG:

Jo!

AMY:

Jo!

JO:

Two each. Look at all the pop-overs!

MEG:

She's coming!

JO:

Hurry up! Beth, strike up. Amy, open the door. Come here, Meg.

We'll cover these up and then it'll be a surprise.

(Piano playing)**

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AMY:

Enter Marmee.

GIRLS:

Merry Christmas, Marmee.

MRS. MARCH

Merry Christmas, my _c. Oh darlings! Oh, Meg, dear! Oh, thank

you. Oh, and handkerchiefs from Bethy. Thank you dar_c. Oh,

Hannah, did you see? Oh, Amy, my precious. Thank you.

JO:

These are from me.

MRS. MARCH

Oh, Jo. Jo, my girl! Oh, thank you, darlings. Thank you. Oh, my

girls. I can't tell you how happy I am.

JO:

Well, I can tell you how hungry I am. Come on, everyone. Pass me

those plates. Marmee, look! Sausages.

MRS. MARCH

Wait a minute, girls. I want to say one word before we begin.

I've just come from a poor woman with a little new-born baby and

six children huddled into one bed to keep from freezing for they

have no fire. They're suffering cold and hunger. Oh, my girls,

will you give them your breakfast as a Christmas present?

JO:

I'm so glad you came back before we started.

MRS. MARCH

I knew you would.

AMY:

May I carry some things, Marmee?

MRS. MARCH

We should all go. Take the coffee, Hannah.

JO:

I'll get some firewood.

MEG:

I'll take the greens.

BETH:

I'll take the bread.

AMY:

I'll take the pop-overs.(In the room of Mrs. Hummel)

MRS. MARCH

Here we are, Mrs. Hummel.

MRS. HUMMEL

Ach, Gott in himmel. Good angles come to us.

JO:

Funny angels in hoods and mittens.

GIRLS:

You want some bread to eat? Here, I'll give you some_c. Look

here.

(Lots of chatter)**

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(The play. Clapping of hands)**

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AMY:

Strange. Roderigo is not here. His note says "promptly on the

hour".

Voice backstage

And why?

AMY:

And why? That's Hugo's castle for the tryst. Oh I am afraid. Who

comes here?

BETH:

Ah, your highness. 'Tis Mona, the hag. MARGARET: Hugo hath

betrayed me.

VOICE:

I must fly.

JO:

Haha. Zara will be waiting. Haha. My proud beauty. Haha. She will

be mine. Black Hugo approaches. Haha. With ere I be flown. Be

gone. Haha_c. Ah-hah!

AMY:

Roderigo! Roderigo! Save me! Save me! Ah_c.

JO:

And now to carry out my fell design. What a fake!

AMY:

Well, I told you I wasn't going to make myself_c.

JO:

Sh_c

MEG:

Come on. Get on the window sill.

AMY:

Have pity! Oh, have pity! Bring not upon me the worst of shame.

JO:

Turn, else you ruin the day you spurn Black Hugo's love. Make

thyself ready for a wedding. I shall return within the quarter.

AMY:

Oh me. Oh, heaven. Protect the helpless.

JO:

Zara! My beloved!

AMY:

Roderigo! D'ost I believe my eyes?

JO:

(Roderigo sings and plays guitar. Audience applauds.) Hurry, my

fair. The good padre waits at yonder gate with the horses. See,

the ladder. All is arranged. Liberty! Fly with me. Fly with me,

my love. I will assist you. I will _c oh_c.

VOICE:

Everything's alright.

JO:

It's alright, everyone. Stay where you are.

(Great confusion)**

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HANNAH:

Young ladies, will you all please come in to supper.

(Everyone talking joyously together.)**

JO:

Christopher Columbus! What's this?

AMY:

Is it fairies?

BETH:

It's Santa Claus.

MEG:

Mother did it.

JO:

Aunt March had a good fit and sent it.

MRS. MARCH

All wrong. Mr. Laurence sent it.

AMY:

Oh, no.LITTLE

GIRL:

Who's Mr. Laurence?

JO:

The Laurence boy's grandfather. He lives next door.

MRS. MARCH

He heard what you did about your breakfast and sent me a nice

note this afternoon saying he hoped I would allow him to express

his friendly feelings toward my children and send them a few

trifles in honor of the day.

JO:

The boy put it into his head. I know he did. He looks like a

capital fellow, and I'm dying to get acquainted. I'm going to,

too.

BETH:

Oh, I wish father were here. I'm afraid he isn't having such a

merry Christmas as we are.

(Jo throws snowball on Laurie Laurence's window.)**

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LAURIE:

Hello.

JO:

How do you do? I wanted to thank you. We did have such a good

time over your nice Christmas present. What's the matter? Are you

sick?

LAURIE:

Just a little cold, but Grandfather's made me stop indoors for a

week.

JO:

Oh, that's too bad. Can anybody come to see you?

LAURIE:

If they would.

JO:

Wait. I'll ask Marmee. Close the window though.

(Jo rings door bell)**

LAURIE:

How do you do, Miss March?

JO:

How do you do, Mr. Laurence? Mother was so sorry to hear that

you'd been ill. My sister, Meg, sent you some of her "blanc-

mange". It is soft and will slide down easily without hurting

your throat.

LAURIE:

Thank you.

JO:

And _c um _c Beth lent you these until you're will. I _c I know

boys don't like kittens but she was so anxious I_c. I couldn't

refuse.

LAURIE:

Well, maybe they'll help to liven things up. It's as dull as

tombs over here.

JO:

Huh?!

LAURIE:

Won't you come in?

JO:

Oh, no. No, I'm not to stay.

LAURIE:

Oh, please. Just for a few minutes. I've ordered tea.

JO:

Oh? _c Christopher Columbus! What richness. Oh! Just like summer.

Oh! This is marvelous. Oh, it's so roomy. Oh_c.

LAURIE:

How many, please?

JO:

Two, please. Three. And how do you like it here, after living in

Europe so long, Mr. Laurence?

LAURIE:

Oh_c.

JO:

I'm going to Europe.

LAURIE:

Really? When?

JO:

I don't know. You see, my Aunt March has rheumatism, and her

doctor thought that the baths_c. Oh, not that she hasn't a

bath_c. She has a very nice one. Did you take any baths while you

were there? I mean, for rheumatism.

LAURIE:

No. No, I'm not troubled with rheumatism.

JO:

Nope. Neither am I. But she thought that the baths wouldn't do me

any harm. I mean, that is to say, while I was there. You see,

I've always wanted to go to Europe. Not for the baths, of course.

But for my writing. You see, my Aunt March _c_c. Oh, but you

don't know Aunt March, do you? Ah well, never mind. Now, what

were you saying, Mr. Laurence?

LAURIE:

I'm not Mr. Laurence. I'm only Laurie.

JO:

Well, Laurie. Well, how do you like it here after Europe?

LAURIE:

Well, it's strange after living in schools all my life. Oh, it'll

be alright_c when I get used to grandfather. You know, he's _c

JO:

Oh, yes! You should have seen him before you came.

LAURIE:

Isn't he a holy terror?

JO:

Oh, you oughta see my Aunt March!

LAURIE:

Oh, it's too pretty to eat. I wish we had things like this over

here.

JO:

And I wish _c. It is nice, isn't it? My little sister put on the

geranium leaves. She's very artist.

LAURIE:

Amy?

JO:

Yes. How do you know?

LAURIE:

Why, I often hear you calling to one another. And_c when I'm

alone over here, I _c I beg you pardon for being so rude, but _c

sometimes you forget to put down the curtain. When the lamps are

lighted, its like looking at a picture to see you all around the

table with your Mother. You always seem to be having such good

times.

JO:

We'll never draw that curtain anymore. And I give you leave to

look as much as you like. I wish, though, instead of just

peeping, you'd come over and see us. We'd have jolly times

together.

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