This is definitely NOT my favorite chapter. I just want to shake Laurie and tell him to quit being such a dolt. Can't he take "no" for an answer and leave it at that? I do feel sorry for him, with his unrequited love and broken heart and all that, but honestly, he needs to stop being so persistent. Grr.
I'm very proud of Jo for not giving in and making Laurie temporarily happy. She must be cruel to be kind, and that's all there is to it.
Laurie bore himself as young gentlemen usually do in such cases. He was moody, irritable, and pensive by turns, lost his appetite, neglected his dress and devoted much time to playing tempestuously on his piano, avoided JO, but consoled himself by staring at her from his window, with a tragic face that haunted her dreams by night and oppressed her with a heavy sense of guilt by day (p. 330).
Possible Discussion Questions:
Is it me, or does this chapter go on and on and on? Do you think there's a reason Alcott has Jo refuse Laurie over and over and over?