Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you?" "Fly at me again. I rather liked it," said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done for a fortnight.


Little women, and Good wives, by the author of 'An old-fashioned girl'. (ed. 1871)


Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you? Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done...

Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you? Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done...

Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you? Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done...

Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you? Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done...