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My lines for Little women as Mrs.Kirke
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I arrived in New York so timid and nervous that no one at home would have recognized their wild Jo. But once in Mrs. Kirke’s boarding house I felt a little more sure of myself.
Now, my dear, make yourself at home. I’m on the go from morning to night, as you may suppose with the boarders and my own family. But a great anxiety will be off my mind if I know the children are safe with you. You will use this sitting room for lessons but all my rooms are open to you. I promised your dear mother I’d do all I could to make you feel comfortable. There are some pleasant people in the house if you feel sociable, and your evenings are always free. You come to me if there are any problems and I will do my best-
*Bear growls* rawr
What in heaven’s name-? Girls what are you doing to the Professor?
He really is a bear, Mama! Didn’t I tell you!
Get off the Professor immediately, Kitty.
I’m afraid not, Miss Minnie. We are disturbing all the boarders.
What will Miss March think of us, I shouldn’t wonder! Josephine, here are my girls: Minnie and Kitty. Say hello to Miss March.
Hello….!
And this is Professor Bhaer. He’s in the second floor rear room.
You, see, Mrs. Kirke, the children were teasing me again about my name. Professor Bhaer…is a bear, they say. And so I become bear for them.
I’ve told you girls to leave the Professor alone when he is working. Thank goodness you’ve come, Josephine, before my girls become as wild as horses. Now off and get your tea, girls. Mrs. O’Conner set it out in the kitchen half an hour ago! They are not bad girls, Josephine…
Bad girls? No, not at all. But very spirited.
That’s the word. Spirited. The Professor knows.
Good. Now I must return to my room.
He’s a dear man. From Berlin. Very learned and good but poor as a church mouse. He takes in pupils and does some translating. But in Europe he was quite the scholar they say. It’s a sad story. Now let me show you to your room. Right this way. It’s got a fine view of the church tower…
Eight plus eight equals sixteen…! Nine plus nine equals eighteen…! Ten plus ten equals twenty-?
Josephine! You’re back! Finally!
And dividing by tens!
That’s very nice, girls. But Miss March has visitors.
I have?
Yes, dear. Waiting in the sitting room. Come along, girls.