The fatherly voice broke more than once , which only seemed to make the service more beautiful and solemn . The bridegroom 's hand trembled visibly , and no one heard his replies . But Meg looked straight up in her husband 's eyes , and said , `` I will ! '' with such tender trust in her own face and voice that her mother 's heart rejoiced and Aunt March sniffed audibly . Jo did not cry , though she was very near it once , and was only saved from a demonstration by the consciousness that Laurie was staring fixedly at her , with a comical mixture of merriment and emotion in his wicked black eyes . Beth kept her face hidden on her mother 's shoulder , but Amy stood like a graceful statue , with a most becoming ray of sunshine touching her white forehead and the flower in her hair . It was n't at all the thing , I 'm afraid , but the minute she was fairly married , Meg cried , `` The first kiss for Marmee ! '' and turning , gave it with her heart on her lips . During the next fifteen minutes she looked more like a rose than ever , for everyone availed themselves of their privileges to the fullest extent , from Mr. Laurence to old Hannah , who , adorned with a headdress fearfully and wonderfully made , fell upon her in the hall , crying with a sob and a chuckle , `` Bless you , deary , a hundred times ! The cake ai n't hurt a mite , and everything looks lovely . '' Everybody cleared up after that , and said something brilliant , or tried to , which did just as well , for laughter is ready when hearts are light . There was no display of gifts , for they were already in the little house , nor was there an elaborate breakfast , but a plentiful lunch of cake and fruit , dressed with flowers . Mr. Laurence and Aunt March shrugged and smiled at one another when water , lemonade , and coffee were found to be to only sorts of nectar which the three Hebes carried round . No one said anything , till Laurie , who insisted on serving the bride , appeared before her , with a loaded salver in his hand and a puzzled expression on his face . `` Has Jo smashed all the bottles by accident ? '' he whispered , `` or am I merely laboring under a delusion that I saw some lying about loose this morning ? '' `` No , your grandfather kindly offered us his best , and Aunt March actually sent some , but Father put away a little for Beth , and dispatched the rest to the Soldier 's Home . You know he thinks that wine should be used only in illness , and Mother says that neither she nor her daughters will ever offer it to any young man under her roof . '' Meg spoke seriously and expected to see Laurie frown or laugh , but he did neither , for after a quick look at her , he said , in his impetuous way , `` I like that ! For I 've seen enough harm done to wish other women would think as you do . ''
`` You are not XXXXX wise by experience , I hope ? ''
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