1 "I thought you were going to tell your speech to that man," said Jo, rudely shortening her sister's little reverie.
2 I beg your pardon for being so rude, but sometimes you forget to put down the curtain at the window where the flowers are.
3 If she goes I shan't, and if I don't, Laurie won't like it, and it will be very rude, after he invited only us, to go and drag in Amy.
4 I love it dearly, and I'll come, if you are quite sure nobody will hear me, and be disturbed, she added, fearing to be rude, and trembling at her own boldness as she spoke.
5 "Don't do anything rude, pray Jo; I won't have any fuss made, so let it all pass and behave yourself," begged Amy, as she departed early, hoping to find a reinforcement of flowers to refresh her poor little table.
6 She rushed to the door when the postman rang, was rude to Mr. Brooke whenever they met, would sit looking at Meg with a woe-begone face, occasionally jumping up to shake and then kiss her in a very mysterious manner.
7 Jo opened her lips to say something rude, but checked herself in time, colored up to her forehead and stood a minute, hammering down a wicket with all her might, while Fred hit the stake and declared himself out with much exultation.