1 Only a rough sketch of Laurie taming a horse.
2 There was no one to bring the horse to the saddle, so she took the saddle to the horse.
3 "You'd have nothing but horses, inkstands, and novels in yours," answered Meg petulantly.
4 I wish I was a horse, then I could run for miles in this splendid air, and not lose my breath.
5 Why, you see, Jo is crazy about horses and so am I, but we've only got an old sidesaddle and no horse.
6 Why, you see, Jo is crazy about horses and so am I, but we've only got an old sidesaddle and no horse.
7 I feel to know the strong-minded lady who goes so bravely under many horse noses, and so fast through much mud.
8 My sister, Meg, used to ride when Papa was rich, but we don't keep any horses now, except Ellen Tree, added Amy, laughing.
9 "I just wish I had a little of the money Laurie spends on that horse," she added, as if to herself, yet hoping her sisters would hear.
10 A very merry lunch it was, for everything seemed fresh and funny, and frequent peals of laughter startled a venerable horse who fed near by.
11 To my friend and neighbor Theodore Laurence I bequeethe my paper mashay portfolio, my clay model of a horse though he did say it hadn't any neck.
12 I gave my order as soberly as I could, and slamming down the door, with an "Aye, aye, mum," the man made his horse walk, as if going to a funeral.
13 Mrs. March's warning was evidently thrown away, for five minutes later Laurie tore by the window on his own fleet horse, riding as if for his life.
14 She heard of a young horse at the farm house over the river, and though a lady had never ridden him, she resolved to try, because he was handsome and spirited.
15 This cave was made with a clothes horse for a roof, bureaus for walls, and in it was a small furnace in full blast, with a black pot on it and an old witch bending over it.
16 "I did once, but I can never hunt again, for I got hurt leaping a confounded five-barred gate, so there are no more horses and hounds for me," said Frank with a sigh that made Beth hate herself for her innocent blunder.
17 "Thank you, that sounds pleasant," began Mr. Brooke, looking cheerful again, but before he could finish his speech, Ned, mounted on the old horse, came lumbering up to display his equestrian skill before the young ladies, and there was no more quiet that day.
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