her sister. She beckoned, and Jo reluctantly followed her into a
side room, where she found her on a sofa, holding her foot, and
looking pale.

"I've sprained my ankle. That stupid high heel turned and
gave me a sad wrench. It aches so, I can hardly stand, and I don't
know how I'm ever going to get home," she said, rocking to and fro
in pain.

"I knew you'd hurt your feet with those silly shoes. I'm
sorry. But I don't see what you can do, except get a carriage, or
stay here all night," answered Jo, softly rubbing the poor ankle as
she spoke.

"I can't have a carriage without its costing ever so much. I
dare say I can't get one at all, for most people come in their own,
and it's a long way to the stable, and no one to send."

"I'll go."

"No, indeed! It's past nine, and dark as Egypt. I can't stop
here, for the house is full. Sallie has some girls staying with her.
I'll rest till Hannah comes, and then do the best I can."

"I'll ask Laurie. He will go," said Jo, looking relieved as
the idea occurred to her.

"Mercy, no! Don't ask or tell anyone. Get me my rubbers, and
put these slippers with our things. I can't dance anymore, but as
soon as supper is over, watch for Hannah and tell me the minute she