Laurie lay luxuriously2 swinging to and fro in his hammock one warm September afternoon, wondering what his neighbours were about, but too lazy to go and find out. He was in one of his moods; for the day had been both unprofitable and unsatisfactory, and he was wishing he could live it over again. The hot weather made him indolent, and he had shirked his studies, tried Mr. Brooke's patience to the utmost, displeased3 his grandfather by practising half the afternoon, frightened the maid-servants half out of their wits by mischievously4 hinting that one of his dogs was going mad, and, after high words with the stableman about some fancied neglect of his horse, he had flung himself into his hammock, to fume5 over the stupidity of the world in general, till the peace of the lovely day quieted him in spite of himself. Staring up into the green gloom of the horse-chestnut trees above him, he dreamed dreams of all sorts, and was just imagining himself tossing on the ocean, in a voyage round the world, when the sound of voices brought him ashore6 in a flash. Peeping through the meshes7 of his hammock, he saw the Marches coming out, as if bound on some expedition.
What in the world are those girls about now?' thought Laurie, opening his sleepy eyes to take a good look, for there was something rather peculiar8 in the appearance of his neighbours. Each wore a large, flapping hat, a brown linen9 pouch10 slung11 over one shoulder, and carried a long staff. Meg had a cushion, Jo a book, Beth a basket, and Amy a portfolio12. All walked quietly through the garden, out at the little back gate, and began to climb the hill that lay between the house and the river.
Well, that's cool!' said Laurie to himself, `to have a picnic and never ask me. They can't be going in the boat, for they haven't got the key. Perhaps they forgot it; I'll take it to them, and see what's going on.'
Though possessed13 of half a dozen hats, it took him some time to find one; then there was a hunt for the key, which was at last discovered in his pocket; so that the girls were quite out of sight when he leaped the fence and ran after them. Taking the shortest way to the boathouse, he waited for them to appear: but no one came, and he went up the hill to take an observation. A group of pines covered one part of it, and from the heart of this green spot came a clearer sound than the soft sigh of the pines or the drowsy14 chirp15 of the crickets.
Here's a landscape!' thought Laurie, peeping through the bushes, and looking wide awake and good-natured already.
It was rather a pretty little picture; for the sisters sat together in the shady nook, with sun and shadow flickering16 over them, the aromatic17 wind lifting their hair and cooling their hot cheeks, and all the little wood-people going on with their affairs, as if these were no strangers, but old friends. Meg sat upon her cushion, sewing daintily with her white hands, and looking as fresh and as sweet as a rose, in her pink dress among the green. Beth was sorting the cones19 that lay thick under the hemlock20 near by, for she made pretty things of them. Amy was sketching21 a group of ferns, and Jo was knitting as she read aloud. A shadow passed over the boy's face as he watched them, feeling that he ought to go away, because uninvited; yet lingering, because home seemed very lonely, and this quiet party in the woods most attractive to his restless spirit. He stood so still that a squirrel, busy with its harvesting, ran down a pine close beside him, saw him suddenly and skipped back, scolding so shrilly22 that Beth looked up, espied23 the wistful face behind the birches, and beckoned24 with a reassuring25 smile.
May I come in, please? or shall I be a bother?' he asked, advancing slowly.
Meg lifted her eyebrows26, but Jo scowled27 at her defiantly28, and said at once, `Of course you may. We should have asked you before, only we thought you wouldn't care for such a girl's game as this.'
I always liked your games; but if Meg doesn't want me, I'll go away.'
I've no objection, if you do something; it's against the rules to be idle here,' replied Meg, gravely but graciously.
Much obliged; I'll do anything if you'll let me stop a bit, for it's as dull as the Desert of Sahara down there. Shall I sew, read, cone18, draw, or do all at once? Bring on your bears; I'm ready,' and Laurie sat down, with a submissive expression delightful29 to behold30.
Finish this story while I set my heel,' said Jo, handing him the book.
Yes'm,' was the meek31 answer, as he began, doing his best to prove his gratitude32 for the favour of an admission into the `Busy Bee Society'.
The story was not a long one, and, when it was finished, he ventured to ask a few questions, as a reward of merit.
Please, ma'am, could I inquire if this highly instructive and charming institution is a new one?'
Would you tell him?' asked Meg of her sisters.
He'll laugh,' said Amy, warningly.
Who cares?' said Jo.
I guess he'll like it,' added Beth.
Of course I shall! I give you my word I won't laugh. Tell away, Jo, and don't be afraid.'
The idea of being afraid of you! Well, you see we used to play Pilgrim's Progress, an we have been going on with it in earnest all winter and summer.'
Yes, I know,' said Laurie, nodding wisely.
Who told you?' demanded Jo.
Spirits.'
No, I did; I wanted to amuse him one night when you were all away, and he was rather dismal33. He did like it, so don't scold, Jo,' said Beth, meekly34.
You can't keep a secret. Never mind; it saves trouble now.' `Go on, please,' said Laurie, as Jo became absorbed in her work, looking a trifle displeased.
Oh, didn't she tell you about this new plan of ours? Well, we have tried not to waste our holiday, but each has had a task, and worked at it with a will. The vacation is nearly over, the stints35 are all done, and we are ever so glad that we didn't dawdle36.'
Yes, I should think so'; and Laurie thought regretfully of his own idle ways.
Mother likes to have us out of doors as much as possible; so we bring our work here, and have nice times. For the fun of it we bring our things in these bags, wear the old hats, use poles to climb the hill, and play pilgrims, as we used to do years ago. We call this hill the "Delectable37 Mountain", for we can look far away and see the country where we hope to live some time.'
Jo pointed38, and Laurie sat up to examine; for through an opening in the wood one could look across the wide blue river, the meadows on the other side, far over the outskirts39 of the great city, to the green hills that rose to meet the sky. The sun was low, and the heavens glowed with the splendour of an autumn sunset. Gold and purple clouds lay on the hilltops; and rising high into the ruddy light were silvery white peaks, that shone like the airy spires40 of some Celestial41 City.
How beautiful that is!' said Laurie, softly, for he was quick to see and feel beauty of any kind.
It's often so; and we like to watch it, for it is never the same, but always splendid,' replied Amy, wishing she could paint it.
Jo talks about the country where we hope to live some time - the real country, she means, with pigs and chickens and haymaking. It would be nice, but I wish the beautiful country up there was real, and we could ever go to it,' said Beth, musingly42.
There is a lovelier country even than that, where we shall go by and by, when we are good enough,' answered Meg, with her sweet voice.
It seems so long to wait, so hard to do; I want to fly away at once, as those swallows fly, and go in at that splendid gate.'
You'll get there, Beth, sooner or later; no fear of that,' said Jo; `I'm the one that will have to fight and work, and climb and wait, and maybe never get in after all.'
You'll have me for company, if that's any comfort. I shall have to do a deal of travelling before I come in sight of your Celestial City. If I arrive late, you'll say a good word for me, won't you, Beth?'
Something in the boy's face troubled his little friend; but she said cheerfully, with her quiet eyes on the changing clouds, `If people really want to go, and really try all their lives, I think they will get in; for I don't believe there are any locks on that door, or any guards at the gate. I always imagine it is as it is in the picture, where the shining ones stretch out their hands to welcome poor Christian43, as he comes up from the river.'
Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true, and we could live in them?' said Jo, after a little pause.
I've made such quantities it would be hard to choose which I'd have,' said Laurie, lying flat, and throwing cones at the squirrel who had betrayed him.
You'd have to take your favourite one. What is it?' asked Meg.
If I tell mine, will you tell yours?'
Yes, if the girls will too.'
We will. Now, Laurie.'
After I'd seen as much of the world as I want to, I'd like to settle in Germany, and have just as much music as I choose. I'm to be a famous musician myself, and all creation is to rush to hear me; and I'm never to be bothered about money or business, but just enjoy myself, and live for what I like. That's my favourite castle. What's yours, Meg?'
Margaret seemed to find it a little hard to tell hers, and waved a brake before her face, as if to disperse44 imaginary gnats45, while she said slowly, `I should like a lovely house, full of all sorts of luxurious1 things - nice food, pretty clothes, handsome furniture, pleasant people, and heaps of money. I am to be mistress of it, and manage it as I like, with plenty of servants, so I never need work a bit. How I should enjoy it! for I wouldn't be idle, but do good and make everyone love me dearly.'
Wouldn't you have a master for your castle in the air?' asked Laurie, slyly.
I said "pleasant people", you know'; and Meg carefully tied up her shoe as she spoke46, so that no one saw her face.
Why don't you say you'd have a splendid, wise, good husband, and some angelic little children? You know your castle wouldn't be perfect without,' said blunt Jo, who had no tender fancies yet, and rather scorned romance, except in books.
You'd have nothing but horses, inkstands, and novels in yours,' answered Meg, petulantly47.
Wouldn't I, though? I'd have a stable full of Arabian steeds, rooms piled with books, and I'd write out of a magic inkstand, so that my works should be as famous as Laurie's music. I want to do something splendid before I go into my castle - something heroic or wonderful, that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it, and mean to astonish you all some day. I think I shall write books, and get rich and famous: that would suit me, so that is my favourite dream.'
Mine is to stay at home safe with Father and Mother, and help take care of the family,' said Beth, contentedly48.
Don't you wish for anything else?' asked Laurie.
Since I had my little piano, I am perfectly49 satisfied. I only wish we may all keep well and be together; nothing else.'
I have ever so many wishes, but the pet one is to be an artist, and go to Rome, and do fine pictures, and be the best artist in the whole world,' was Amy's modest desire.
We're an ambitious set, aren't we? Every one of us, but Beth, wants to be rich and famous, and gorgeous in every respect. I do wonder if any of us will ever get our wishes,' said Laurie, chewing grass, like a meditative50 calf51.
I've got the key to my castle in the air; but whether I can unlock the door remains52 to be seen,' observed Jo, mysteriously. `I've got the key to mine, but I'm not allowed to try it. Hang college!' muttered Laurie, with an impatient sigh.
Here's mine!' and Amy waved her pencil.
I haven't got any,' said Meg, forlornly.
Yes, you have,' said Laurie at once.
Where?'
In your face.'
Nonsense; that's of no use.'
Wait and see if it doesn't bring you something worth having,' replied the boy, laughing at the thought of a charming little secret which he fancied he knew.
Meg coloured behind the brake, but asked no questions, and looked across the river with the same expectant expression which Mr. Brooke had worn when he told the story of the knight53.
If we are all alive ten years hence, let's meet, and see how many of us have got our wishes, or how much nearer we are then than now,' said Jo, always ready with a plan.
Bless me! how old I shall be - twenty-seven!' exclaimed Meg, who felt grown up already, having just reached seventeen.
You and I will be twenty-six, Teddy, Beth twenty-four, and Amy twenty-two. What a venerable party!' said Jo.
I hope I shall have done something to be proud of by that time; but I'm such a lazy dog, I'm afraid I shall "dawdle", Jo.'
You need a motive54, Mother says; and when you get it she is sure you'll work splendidly.'
Is she? By Jupiter! I will, if I only get the chance!' cried Laurie, sitting up with sudden energy. `I ought to be satisfied to please Grandfather, and I do try, but it's working against the grain, you see, and comes hard. He wants me to be an India merchant, as he was, and I'd rather be shot. I hate tea and silk and spices, and every sort of rubbish his old ships bring, and I don't care how soon they go to the bottom when I own them. Going to college ought to satisfy him, for if I give him four years he ought to let me off from business; but he's set, and I've got to do just as he did, unless I break away and please myself, as my father did. If there was anyone left to stay with the old gentleman, I'd do it tomorrow.'
Laurie spoke excitedly, and looked ready to carry his threat into execution on the slightest provocation55; for he was growing up very fast, and, in spite of his indolent ways, had a young man's hatred56 of subjection, a young man's restless longing57 to try the world for himself.
I advise you to sail away in one of your ships, and never come home again till you have tried your own way,' said Jo, whose imagination was fired by the thought of such a daring exploit, and whose sympathy was excited by what she called `Teddy's wrongs'.
That's not right, Jo; you mustn't talk in that way, and Laurie mustn't take your bad advice.'
You should do just what your grandfather wishes, my dear boy,' said Meg, in her most maternal58 tone. `Do your best at college, and when he sees that you try to please him, I'm sure he won't be hard or unjust to you. As you say, there is no one else to stay with and love him, and you'd never forgive yourself if you left him without his permission. Don't be dismal, or fret59, but do your duty; and you'll get your reward, as good Mr. Brooke has, by being respected and loved.'
What do you know about him?' asked Laurie, grateful for the good advice, but objecting to the lecture, and glad to turn the conversation from himself, after his unusual outbreak.
Only what your grandpa told us about him - how he took good care of his own mother till she died, and wouldn't go abroad as tutor to some nice person, because he wouldn't leave her; and how he provides now for an old woman who nursed his mother; and never tells anyone, but is just as generous and patient and good as he can be.'
So he is, dear old fellow!' said Laurie, heartily60, as Meg paused, looking flushed and earnest with her story. `It's like Grandpa to find out all about him without letting him know, and to tell all his goodness to others, so that they might like him. Brooke couldn't understand why your mother was so kind to him, asking him over with me, and treating him in her beautiful, friendly way. He thought she was just perfect, and talked about it for days and days, and went on about you all in flaming style. If ever I get my wish, you see what I'll do for Brooke.'
Begin to do something now, by not plaguing his life out,' said Meg, sharply.
How do you know I do, Miss?'
I can always tell by his face when he goes away. If you have been good, he looks satisfied and walks briskly; if you have plagued him, he's sober and walks slowly, as if he wanted to go back and do his work better.'
Well, I like that! So you keep an account of my good and bad marks in Brooke's face, do you! I see him bow and smile as he passes your window, but I didn't know you'd got up a telegraph.'
We haven't; don't be angry, and oh, don't tell him I said anything! It was only to show that I cared how you get on, and what is said here is said in confidence, you know,' cried Meg, much alarmed at the thought of what might follow from her careless speech.
I don't tell tales,' replied Laurie, with his `high and mighty61' air, as Jo called a certain expression which he occasionally wore, `only, if Brooke is going to be a barometer62, I must mind and have fair weather for him to report.'
Please don't be offended. I didn't mean to preach or tell tales or be silly; I only thought Jo was encouraging you in a feeling which you'd be sorry for by and by. You are so kind to us, we feel as if you were our brother, and say just what we think. Forgive me. I meant it kindly63.' And Meg offered her hand with a gesture both affectionate and timid.
Ashamed of his momentary64 pique65, Laurie squeezed the kind little hand, and said frankly66, `I'm the one to be forgiven; I'm cross, and have been out of sorts all day. I like to have you tell me my faults and be sisterly, so don't mind if I am grumpy sometimes; I thank you all the same.'
Bent67 on showing that he was not offended, he made himself as agreeable as possible - wound cotton for Meg, recited poetry to please Jo, shook down cones for Beth, and helped Amy with her ferns, proving himself a fit person to belong to the `Busy Bee Society'. In the midst of an animated68 discussion on the domestic habits of turtles (one of those amiable69 creatures having strolled up from the river), the faint sound of a bell warned them that Hannah had put the tea `to draw', and they would just have time to get home to supper.
May I come again?' asked Laurie.
Yes, if you are good, and love your book, as the boys in the primer are told to do,' said Meg, smiling.
I'll try.'
Then you may come, and I'll teach you to knit as the Scotchmen do; there's a demand for socks just now,' added Jo, waving hers, like a big, blue worsted banner, as they parted at the gate.
That night, when Beth played to Mr. Laurence in the twilight70, Laurie, standing71 in the shadow of the curtain, listened to the little David, whose simple music always quieted his moody72 spirit, and watched the old man, who sat with his grey head on his hand, thinking tender thoughts of the dead child he had loved so much. Remembering the conversation of the afternoon, the boy said to himself, with the resolve to make the sacrifice cheerfully, `I'll let my castle go, and stay with the dear old gentleman while he needs me, for I am all he has.'
一个热烘烘的九月下午，劳里舒舒服服地躺在吊床上摇来晃去，很想知道邻居姐妹们在干什么却又懒得去弄清楚。他正在闹情绪，因为这天过得既无意义又不舒心，他很想从头再来一次。炎热的天气使他懒洋洋的，他书也不读了，惹得布鲁克先生忍无可忍，又花了半个下午弹琴，弄得爷爷很不高兴，还恶作剧地暗示他的一只狗即将发疯，把女佣们吓得几乎神经错乱，接着又毫无根据地指责马夫疏忽了他的马儿，和马夫吵了一架，之后便跳上吊床，怒火中烧，认定世人全都愚不可及。夏日明媚，四处静悄悄一片，他不知不觉安静了下来。盯着头上绿森森的七叶树，他做开了形形式式的白日梦。正想象着自己在海洋上颠簸作环球航行，突然一阵声音传来，转瞬间便把他带回到岸上。透过吊床的网孔一望，他看到马奇姐妹走出来，好像要去进行什么探险似的。
“这个时候那些姑娘们到底要去干什么？”劳里想，一面睁开睡意惺忪的双眼看个究竟，因为他的邻居们打扮相当古怪。每人戴一顶悬垂着边儿的大帽，肩头斜挎一个棕色的亚麻布小袋，手拿一根长棍棒。梅格带着一个垫子，乔拿本书，贝思提个篮子，艾美夹个画夹。她们静静走过花园，出了后院小门，开始攀登位于屋子和小河之间的一座小山丘。
“好啊！”劳里自语道，”去野餐竟然不叫我！她们不会去乘那只艇吧？她们没有钥匙埃或者她们忘了呢；我把钥匙带给她们，看看是怎么回事。”虽然帽子有半打之多，他花了不少功夫才找出一顶；接着又四处翻找钥匙，最后发现原来就在自己的衣袋里。这么一来，当他跃过围栏追过去时，姑娘们已经消失得无影无踪。
他抄近路来到停放小艇的地方，等她们露面，却不见有人过来，便爬到小山丘顶上张望。小山丘的一面被松树林掩映着，绿林深处传来一个声音，其清脆怡人胜似松叶蝉鸣。
“风景这边独好！”劳里暗自说了一句。他从灌木丛中偷偷一看，顿时睡意全无，心神畅快。
这果然是一幅漂亮的小图画，只见四姐妹一起坐在树荫一角，斑驳的日影在她们身上摇曳不定，清风撩起她们的发梢，吹凉她们炽热的脸颊，林子里的几个小孩子全都继续忙着自己的事情，似乎她们是老朋友而不是陌生人。梅格穿着一身粉红色衣裙，坐在她带来的垫子上，用白皙的双手灵巧地穿针引线，林木青青，更显得她像玫瑰花般娇艳。贝思在挑拣铁杉树下堆了厚厚一层的松果，用来做精致的小玩意。艾美对着一丛蕨类植物写生，乔则一面编织一面大声朗读。男孩望着她们，脸上闪过一丝乌云，他觉得自己应该走开，因为人家并没有邀请自己，但却徘徊不去，因为他的家似乎十分孤寂乏味，而林中这个宁静的队伍又牢牢吸引着他那颗不安分的心。他呆呆静立一旁，一只忙着觅食的小松鼠从他身旁的一棵松树上溜下来，突然发现了他，吓得往后一跳，尖声叫了起来。贝思闻声抬起头，看见了白桦树后那张若有所思的脸孔，于是展颜一笑，向他致意。
“请问我可以过来吗？会不会令人讨厌？”他问，慢慢走过来。
梅格抬起眉头，但乔对着她把眼一瞪，随即说道：“当然可以，我们早就应该叫上你，只是我们以为你不会喜欢这种女孩子的游戏。”“我一向喜欢你们的游戏；但如果梅格不愿意我来，那我就走开。”“我不反对，如果你干点活儿的话，懒惰是违反这里的规矩的，”梅格严肃而又不失优雅地回答。
“万分感激。如果你们让我逗留一会，我什么事情都愿意做，因为那边闷得像撒哈拉大沙漠。我该做针线活、朗读、拣松果呢，还是画画？或者通通一起做？请吩咐吧，我恭敬从命。”劳里言毕坐下来，神情毕恭毕敬，令人愉快。
“趁我弄鞋的当儿把这个故事念完吧，”乔说着把书递给他。
“遵命，小姐，”他温顺地回答，一面极其认真地读起来，以证明自己对有幸成为"繁忙的蜜蜂会”的成员而感恩戴德。
故事并不长，读完后，他斗胆提出几个问题，以犒赏犒赏自己。
“请问，女士们，我能否知道这个富有魅力和教育意义的学校是不是个新组织？“你们愿意告诉他吗？”梅格问三个妹妹。
“他会笑的，”艾美警告道。
“管他呢？”乔说。
“我想他会喜欢的，”贝思接着说。
“我当然会喜欢！我保证不会笑你们。说出来吧，乔，别害怕。”“害怕你？哦，你知道我们过去常常玩'天路历程'。我们一直没有中断，整个冬季和夏季都热诚地投入进去。”“是的，我知道，”劳里说，机灵地点点头。
“谁告诉你了？”乔问。
“小精灵。”
“不，是我。那天晚上你们都出去了，他心情不大好，我便告诉了他，跟他解闷。他很喜欢呢，所以别骂，乔，”贝思怯怯地说。
“你守不住秘密。不过算了，现在倒用不着解释了。”“说吧，求你了，”劳里看到乔专心做开了活儿，样子有点不高兴，便说。
“噢，她没告诉你我们这个新计划吗？是这样，为了不虚度假期，我们每人都定下一个任务，并全力执行。假期即将结束，我们定下的工作也全部完成了，我们很高兴自己没有虚度光阴。”“不错，做得不错。”劳里想到自己无所事事地打发日子，十分后悔。
“妈妈喜欢我们多到户外活动，我们便把活计带到这来，过得开开心心。为了使这个活动增添趣味，我们把东西放在这些布袋里头，头戴旧帽子，手持登山用的棍子，扮演香客，就跟我们几年前玩的一样。我们把这座山丘叫做'快乐山'，因为从这里可以远远望到我们日后希望居住的地方。”乔用手指去，劳里坐起来凝神观望。透过林中的空隙之处，可以看到宽阔、碧蓝的河流，隔河那边青青的草地，以及草地之外一望无际的郊野。极目之处，一脉绿色的山脉耸入云霄。时值秋季，夕阳西斜，天边霞光万道，蔚为壮观。山顶祥云缭绕，紫气千条，高高耸入红霞之中的银白色山峰金光灿烂，仿如传说中"天国"的塔尖。
“真美！”劳里轻声赞叹。他对美的感受能力十分敏锐。
“那边的景色常常都这么令人陶畔，我们很喜欢观望，因为它从不雷同，但总是这样迷人壮观，”艾美答，恨不得把这道风景绘下来。
“乔谈到我们日后希望居住的地方 -她指的是真正的乡村，里头有猪有鸡，还可以翻晒干草。这自然令人神往，但我倒希望山顶上那个美丽的地方是真的，我们真的可以置身其中，”贝思沉思道。
“还有一个比这更美好的地方，我们什么时候积满了德行，就可以进去，”梅格柔声说道。
“那我们还要走漫漫长路，还要付出巨大的劳动。我真想此刻生一双翅膀，像燕子一样飞呀飞，飞进那扇金碧辉煌的大门。”“你会飞到那里的，贝思，迟早都会，用不着担心，”乔说，”但我却要奋斗、工作，还要攀登、等待，而且可能永远也进不去。”“那我会陪着你，只要你乐意。我还要走许多许多路才能看到你们的' 天国'。如果我迟到，你会替我说句好话，是吗，贝思？”小伙子那副郑重其事的神情令他的小朋友心慌意乱，但她用平静的眼睛注视着变幻不定的云彩，兴致勃勃地说：“只要一个人真心想去，而且毕其一生不懈努力，我想他就可以进去。我不相信'天国'之门上了锁，也不相信门口有卫兵把守。我总是把它想象得跟图画里的一样：金光照人的众神伸出双手，迎接从河里上来的可怜的基督徒。”“如果我们营造的空中楼阁都能成真，而且我们可以住进里头，那不是很有趣吗？”沉默一会之后，乔说道。
“我的楼阁多得数也数不清，选一个还真难，”劳里平躺在地上说，一面向暴露了他的那只松鼠扔松果。
“你得选最喜欢的一个。是什么呢？”梅格问。
“如果我说出来，你也会把自己的说出来吗？”“行，只要她们也说。”“我们会的。说吧，劳里。”“等我们世界游览个够后，我想在德国定居下来，尽情欣赏音乐。我自己要做个著名的音乐家，全世界的人都得跑来听我演奏；我不用牵挂什么金钱、生意，而是尽情享受生活，爱怎么活便怎么活。这便是我最喜欢的空中楼阁。你的呢，梅格？”玛格丽特似乎觉得自己的有点不好说，她用一枝蕨在面前扇扇，似乎要赶走并不存在的小昆虫，一边慢吞吞地说：“我想要一栋漂亮的屋子，里面装满了各种各样奢侈的东西 -美味的食物、漂亮的衣服、典雅的家具、合心意的人，还有一堆堆钱。我自己是屋子的女主人，可以随意支配一切，还有许多佣人，这样我便什么活也不用干。我一定活得有声有色！我不会闲呆着的，我会做善事，让每个人都深深爱我。”“你的空中楼阁里不要一个男主人么？”劳里狡黠地问。
“我说了'合心意的人'，你知道，”梅格一面说一面十分仔细地绑好鞋带，免得大家看到她的脸孔。
“你为什么不说你要一个既聪明又体贴的丈夫，还要几个天使般的小孩？你明知没有他们你的空中楼阁就不会完美，”直肠直肚的乔说。她尚处于天真蒙昧的阶段，颇看不起儿女之情，除非是在小说里头。
“你就只会要马匹、墨水台和小说，”梅格生气地回击。
“这有何不好？我要一个养满阿拉伯骏马的马厩，还要几间堆满书本的房子，我要用一枝生花妙笔来写作，这样我的作品便可以跟劳里的音乐一样出名。我在走进自己的楼阁前想实现一个伟业 -一个崇高美好、可以传世留芳的事业。我不知道这是什么，但我正在酝酿之中，决意将来一鸣惊人。我想我会写书，并因此而致富成名；这挺适合我。这便是我最喜欢的梦想了。”“我的梦想是和爸爸妈妈平安呆在家里，帮忙料理家务，”贝思满足地说。
“你不想要其他什么吗？”劳里问。
“我有自己的小钢琴便已十分满足。我只求我们能够平平安安，常在一起，再没别的。”“我的愿望太多了，不过最大的愿望是做一个艺术家，去罗马，画漂亮的图画，做全世界最出色的艺术家。”这是艾美的小小愿望。
“我们是一班野心勃勃的家伙，不是吗？除贝思外，我们个个都想阔绰有钱、成名成家，样样都称心称意。我倒要看谁能够梦想成真，”劳里嚼着青草说，模样像头正在沉思的小牛。
“我已经有打开空中楼阁的钥匙，但能不能把门打开要等将来才能见分晓，”乔神秘兮兮地说。
“我也有开门的钥匙，但可恨不能自由使用。该死的大学！”劳里不耐烦地叹了一口气，咕哝道。
“这是我的钥匙！”艾美摇摇手中的笔。
“我没有，”梅格可怜巴巴地说。
“不，你有，”劳里随即说道。
“在哪？”
“在你脸上。”
“荒唐，那全无用处。”
“等着瞧吧，它不为你带来好东西才怪呢，”小伙子回答。
他自以为自己知道一个小秘密，想到其中妙处，笑了起来。
梅格躲在蕨后的脸腾地飞红了，但她没有问下去，而是望着河对面，眼睛流露出殷切期待的神情，就像布鲁克先生讲述武士故事时一样。
“如果十年后我们仍然活在世上，我们就相聚一堂，看看有几个人实现了梦想，看看到那时离我们的梦想比现在又近了多少，”乔说。她的点子总是来得特别快。“啊约！我那时都要老掉牙了- 二十七岁！”梅格叫起来。她虽然年方十七，却觉得自己已经长大成人。
“我和你是二十六岁，特迪。贝思二十四，艾美二十二。
真是个大团体！”乔说。
“我希望到那时能做出一点引以为荣的成绩，但我是条大懒虫，只怕会'虚郑（掷）光阴'呢，乔。”“你需要一个动力，妈妈说，一旦有了动力，你肯定就会干得十分出色。”“真的？我发誓一定会，但哪里有这样的机会！”劳里叫道，冲动地坐起来，”我很应该讨爷爷的欢心，我也确实尽力而为，但这样做跟我的性格格格不入，你们知道，我因此十分痛苦。他要我做个像他一样的印度商人，这还不如把我杀掉。我痛恨茶叶、丝绸、香料，痛恨他的破船运来的每一种垃圾。这些船只归到我名下后，什么时候沉到海底我都不会在乎。我读大学应该遂了他的心，我献给他四年，他便该放过我，不用我做生意；但他铁定了心，非要我步他的后尘不可，除非我像父亲一样逃离家门，走自己喜欢的路。如果家里有人陪着老人的话，我明天就远走高飞。”劳里言辞激越，似乎一点点小事就能惹得他采取行动。他正处于急飞猛进的发育时期，虽然行动懒懒洋洋，却有一种年轻人的叛逆心理，内心躁动不安，渴望能自由闯荡天下。
“我有个主意，你乘上你家的大船出走，闯荡一番后再回家，”乔说。想到这么大胆的行为，她的想像力一发不可收拾，同情心也被她所谓的"特迪的冤屈"激发起来。
“那样不对，乔，你不能这样说话，劳里也不能接受你的５８１小坏主意。你应该按照你爷爷的意愿行事，好孩子。”梅格摆出一副大姐姐的口吻。”努力念好大学，当他看到你尽自己的能力来取悦他，我肯定他对你便不会这么强硬，这么不讲理。你也说了，家里再无别人来陪伴他，爱他。如果你擅自把他抛下，你也永不会原谅自己的。不要烦恼消沉，做自己该做的，这样你就能受人敬爱，得到好的报偿，就像好人布鲁克先生一样。”“你知道他些什么？”劳里问。他对这个好建议心存感激，但对这番教诲却不以为然，刚才他不同寻常地发泄了一番，现在很高兴把话题从自己身上转开。
“只知道你爷爷告诉我们的那些 -他如何精心照顾自己的母亲，一直到她去世为止。由于不愿抛下母亲，国外很好的人家请他当私人教师他也不去。还有他如何赡养一位照顾过他母亲的老太太，却从不告诉别人，而是尽力而为，慷慨、坚忍、善良。”“说得一点不错，他是个大好人！”劳里由衷地说。而梅格这时沉默不语，双颊通红，神情热切。”我爷爷就是喜欢这样，背地里把人家了解得一清二楚，然后到处宣传他的美德，使大家都喜欢他。布鲁克不会明白为什么你母亲会待他这样好。她请他跟我一同过去，把他敬如上宾，款待得十分亲切周到。他认为她简直十全十美，回来后好些天都把她挂在嘴边，接着又热情如火地谈论你们众姐妹。若我有朝一日梦想成真，一定为布鲁克做点什么。”“不如从现在做起，不要再把他气得七窍生烟，”梅格尖刻地说。
“你怎么知道我让他生气呢，小姐？”
“每次他走的时候看他的脸色就知道了。如果你表现好，他就神采飞扬，脚步轻快；如果你淘气了，他就脸色阴沉，脚步缓慢，仿佛想走回去把工作重新做好。” “啊哈，好啊！这么说来，你通过看布鲁克的脸色就把我的成绩全都记录下来了，对吧？我看到他经过你家窗口时躬身微笑，却不知道你从中收到一封电报呢。” “没有的事。别生气，还有，噢，别告诉他我说了什么！
我这么说不过是关心你而已。我们这里说的全是机密话儿，你知道，”梅格叫起来，想到自己说话一时大意，可能招致的后果心里很是不安。
“我从不搬弄是非，”劳里答道，脸上露出一种他特有的"正义凛然"的神气，乔如此描述他偶然露出的一种表情。
“如果布鲁克要做个温度计，我就得注意让他有准确的天气可报告。”“请别生气。我刚才并非是要说教或搬弄是非，也并非出于无聊。我只是觉得乔这么怂恿你，你日后会后悔的。你对我们这么好，我们把你当作亲兄弟，把心里话儿都跟你说出来。对不起了，我也是一片好心。”梅格热情而又腼腆地打了个手势，伸出手来。
想到自己刚才一时负气，劳里不好意思了，他紧紧握住那只小手，坦诚地说：“说对不起的应该是我。我脾气暴躁，而且今天一整天都心情不好。你们指出我的缺点，像亲姐妹一样待我，我心里不知有多高兴。如果我一时有冲撞无礼之处，请不要放在心上，我还要谢谢你呢。”为了表示自己没有生气，他使出浑身解数来取悦姐妹们--为梅格绕棉线，替乔朗诵诗歌，帮贝思把松果摇下来，帮艾美画蕨类植物，证明自己是名符其实的"繁忙的蜜蜂会"成员。正当他们兴致勃勃地讨论着海龟的驯养习惯的时候（起时一只和善可亲的海龟从河里爬了上来），一阵铃声远远飘过来，通知姐妹们罕娜已把茶泡下，是回家吃晚饭的时候了。
“我可以再来吗？”劳里问。
“可以，但你要听话，并要热爱读书，就像识字课本里要求孩子们所做的那样，“梅格微笑说。
“我一定努力。”
“那么你就来吧，我还要教你像苏格兰男子一样打毛线。
现在正需要袜子呢，”乔接着说，一画使劲扬扬手里的蓝色毛线袜子。大家说着便在大门外分了手。
那天晚上，当贝思在黄昏下为劳伦斯先生弹奏时，劳里站在帘幕暗处倾听。这位小大卫弹出的简单的音乐声总能使他那颗喜怒无常的心平静下来。他细细端详坐在一边的老人，只见他用一只手托着白发斑斑的脑袋，无限柔情地在追忆他那逝去的宝贝小女儿。想到下午的谈话，小伙子决定心甘情愿她作出牺牲。他对自己说：“让我的空中楼阁滚蛋吧。
只要需要，我就和这位亲爱的老人呆在一起，我可是他的唯一所有呵。”
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