As I couldn't, I held my tongue, and bore the scolding till the old gentleman collared me.

Then I bolted, for fear I should forget myself." "It wasn't nice, but he's sorry, I know, so go down and make up.

I'll help you." "Hanged if I do! I'm not going to be lectured and pummelled by everyone, just for a bit of a frolic.

I was sorry about Meg, and begged pardon like a man, but I won't do it again, when I wasn't in the wrong." "He didn't know that." "He ought to trust me, and not act as if I was a baby.

It's no use, Jo, he's got to learn that I'm able to take care of myself, and don't need anyone's apron string to hold on by." "What pepper pots you are!" sighed Jo.