that lesson"We needed jimmy choo shoes that lesson, and we won't forget it. If we do so, you just say to us, as old Chloe did in Uncle low, Tink ob yer marcies, chillen!' 'Tink ob yer marcies!'" added Jo, who could not, for the life of her, help getting a morsel of fun out of the little sermon, though she took it to heart as much as any of them. "What in the world are you going to do now, Jo?" asked Meg one jimmy choo uggs snowy afternoon, as her sister came tramping through the hall, in rubber boots, old sack, and hood, with a broom in one hand and a shovel in the other."Going out for exercise," answered Jo with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes."I should think two long walks this morning jimmy choo would have been enough! It's cold and dull out, and 1 advise you to stay warm and dry by the lire, as I do," said Meg with a shiver.
"Never take advice! Can't keep still all day, and not being a pussycat, I don't like to doze by the fire. 1 like adventures, and I'm going to find some."Meg went back to toast her feet and read lvatiboe> and Jo began to dig paths with great energy. The snow was light, and with her broom she soon swept a path all round the garden, for Beth to walk in when the sun came out and the invalid dolls needed air. Now, the garden separated the Marches' house from that of Mr. Laurence. Both stood in a suburb of the city, which was still countrylike, with groves and lawns, large gardens, and quiet streets.