precious time

precious time
Red Hat Girl
Red Nude painting
Regatta At Argenteuil
Now don't forget to keep the bad breadth out of sight, Jo. Is my sash right? and does my hair look very bad?' said Meg, as she turned from the glass in Mrs. Gardiner's dressing room, after a prolonged prink. ¡¡¡¡`I know I shall forget. If you see me doing anything wrong just remind me by a wink, will you?' returned Jo, giving her collar a twitch and her hair a hasty brush. ¡¡¡¡`No, winking isn't lady-like; I'll lift my eyebrows if anything is wrong, and nod if you are all right. Now hold your shoulders straight and take short steps, and don't shake hands if you are introduced to anyone: it isn't the thing.' ¡¡¡¡`How do you learn all the proper ways? I never can. Isn't that music gay?' ¡¡¡¡Down they went, feeling a trifle timid
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, for they seldom went to parties, and, informal as this little gathering was, it was an event to them. Mrs. Gardiner, a stately old lady, greeted them kindly, and handed them over to the eldest of her six daughters. Meg knew Sallie, and was at her ease very soon; but Jo, who didn't care much for girls or girlish gossip, stood about, with her back carefully against the wall and felt as much out of place as a colt in a flower-garden. Half a dozen jovial lads were talking about skates in another part of the room, and she longed to go and join them, for skating was one of the joys of her life. She telegraphed her wish to Meg, but the eyebrows went up so alarmingly that she dared not stir. No one came to