今回の新しい単語 (32個)
buckwheat、procession、queer、wail、gruel、blaze、trailing、vine、strike up、prance、outlay、wit、chamber、russet、foil、doublet、whisk、chintz、rustle、playbill、shrub、baize、bureaus、blast、bend over、glow、furnace、clank、slouch、strain、gruff、cavern


Little Women (Unabridged Classics)
Little Women (Unabridged Classics)

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“May I go and help carry the things to the poor little children?” asked Beth eagerly.

“I shall take the cream and the muffings,” added Amy, heroically giving up the article she most liked.

Meg was already covering the buckwheats, and piling the bread into one big plate.

“I thought you’d do it,” said Mrs. March, smiling as if satisfied. “You shall all go and help me, and when we come back we will have bread and milk for breakfast, and make it up at dinnertime.”

They were soon ready, and the procession set out. Fortunately it was early, and they went through back streets, so few people saw them, and no one laughed at the queer party.

A poor, bare, miserable room it was, with broken windows, no fire, ragged bedclothes, a sick mother, wailing baby, and a group of pale, hungry children cuddled under one old quilt, trying to keep warm.

How the big eyes stared and the blue lips smiled as the girls went in.

“Ach, mein Gott! It is good angels come to us!” said the poor woman, crying for joy.

“Funny angels in hoods and mittens,” said Jo, and set them to laughing.

buckwheat : そば粉
procession : 行進
queer : 奇妙な
wail : 泣き叫ぶ

ベスは御飯を運ぶお手伝いをしたいといい、エミイは、クリームと軽焼を持っていってあげるといいました。その二つともエミイの一ばん好きなものでした。メグは、早くもそばをつつみ、パンを大きな皿にもりました。おかあさんは、満足そうにほほえみながらいいました。「きっと、みなさんは賛成すると思っていました。さあ、来て手伝って下さい。帰ったらパンとミルクで朝御飯をすませて、夕飯にそのうめ合せをしましょう。」すぐ仕度をして、みんなで出かけました。いってみておどろきました。なんと、あわれな部屋でしょう。窓はやぶれ火の気はなく、蒲団はぼろぼろでした。おかあさんは病気で、あかんぼうは泣き、青い顔のひもじい子供たちは、一枚の蒲団にくるまってかたまっていました。みんながはいっていくと、子供たちは目を大きく見はり、青ざめた唇にほほえみをうかべました。「ああ、神さま! 天使たちがいらした!」と、そのあわれな女は、うれし泣きに泣きながらさけびました。ジョウは、「頭をかけ手袋をはめたおかしな天使でしょう。」といって、家中の者を笑わせました。

In a few minutes it really did seem as if kind spirits had been at work there. Hannah, who had carried wood, made a fire, and stopped up the broken panes with old hats and her own cloak. Mrs. March gave the mother tea and gruel, and comforted her with promises of help, while she dressed the little baby as tenderly as if it had been her own. The girls meantime spread the table, set the children round the fire, and fed them like so many hungry birds, laughing, talking, and trying to understand the funny broken English.

“Das ist gut!” “Die Engel-kinder!” cried the poor things as they ate and warmed their purple hands at the comfortable blaze. The girls had never been called angel children before, and thought it very agreeable, especially Jo, who had been considered a ‘Sancho’ ever since she was born. That was a very happy breakfast, though they didn’t get any of it. And when they went away, leaving comfort behind, I think there were not in all the city four merrier people than the hungry little girls who gave away their breakfasts and contented themselves with bread and milk on Christmas morning.

“That’s loving our neighbor better than ourselves, and I like it,” said Meg, as they set out their presents while their mother was upstairs collecting clothes for the poor Hummels.

Not a very splendid show, but there was a great deal of love done up in the few little bundles, and the tall vase of red roses, white chrysanthemums, and trailing vines, which stood in the middle, gave quite an elegant air to the table.

gruel : お粥
blaze : 炎
trailing : 植物がはっている
vine : つる草


“She’s coming! Strike up, Beth! Open the door, Amy! Three cheers for Marmee!” cried Jo, prancing about while Meg went to conduct Mother to the seat of honor.

Beth played her gayest march, Amy threw open the door, and Meg enacted escort with great dignity. Mrs. March was both surprised and touched, and smiled with her eyes full as she examined her presents and read the little notes which accompanied them. The slippers went on at once, a new handkerchief was slipped into her pocket, well scented with Amy’s cologne, the rose was fastened in her bosom, and the nice gloves were pronounced a perfect fit.

There was a good deal of laughing and kissing and explaining, in the simple, loving fashion which makes these home festivals so pleasant at the time, so sweet to remember long afterward, and then all fell to work.

The morning charities and ceremonies took so much time that the rest of the day was devoted to preparations for the evening festivities. Being still too young to go often to the theater, and not rich enough to afford any great outlay for private performances, the girls put their wits to work, and necessity being the mother of invention, made whatever they needed. Very clever were some of their productions, pasteboard guitars, antique lamps made of old-fashioned butter boats covered with silver paper, gorgeous robes of old cotton, glittering with tin spangles from a pickle factory, and armor covered with the same useful diamond shaped bits left in sheets when the lids of preserve pots were cut out. The big chamber was the scene of many innocent revels.

strike up : 始める
prance : 飛び跳ねる
outlay : 支出
wit : 機転
chamber : 部屋


No gentleman were admitted, so Jo played male parts to her heart’s content and took immense satisfaction in a pair of russet leather boots given her by a friend, who knew a lady who knew an actor. These boots, an old foil, and a slashed doublet once used by an artist for some picture, were Jo’s chief treasures and appeared on all occasions. The smallness of the company made it necessary for the two principal actors to take several parts apiece, and they certainly deserved some credit for the hard work they did in learning three or four different parts, whisking in and out of various costumes, and managing the stage besides. It was excellent drill for their memories, a harmless amusement, and employed many hours which otherwise would have been idle, lonely, or spent in less profitable society.

On christmas night, a dozen girls piled onto the bed which was the dress circle, and sat before the blue and yellow chintz curtains in a most flattering state of expectancy. There was a good deal of rustling and whispering behind the curtain, a trifle of lamp smoke, and an occasional giggle from Amy, who was apt to get hysterical in the excitement of the moment. Presently a bell sounded, the curtains flew apart, and the _operatic tragedy_ began.

russet : あずき色
foil : 金属の薄片
doublet : 昔の男用の服
whisk : 素早く動く
chintz : 派手な模様の(カーテン)
rustle : カサカサ鳴る


“A gloomy wood,” according to the one playbill, was represented by a few shrubs in pots, green baize on the floor, and a cave in the distance. This cave was made with a clothes horse for a roof, bureaus for walls, and in it was a small furnace in full blast, with a black pot on it and an old witch bending over it. The stage was dark and the glow of the furnace had a fine effect, especially as real steam issued from the kettle when the witch took off the cover. A moment was allowed for the first thrill to subside, then Hugo, the villain, stalked in with a clanking sword at his side, a slouching hat, black beard, mysterious cloak, and the boots. After pacing to and fro in much agitation, he struck his forehead, and burst out in a wild strain, singing of his hatred for Roderigo, his love for Zara, and his pleasing resolution to kill the one and win the other. The gruff tones of Hugo’s voice, with an occasional shout when his feelings overcame him, were very impressive, and the audience applauded the moment he paused for breath. Bowing with the air of one accustomed to public praise, he stole to the cavern and ordered Hagar to come forth with a commanding, “What ho, minion! I need thee!”

playbill : 芝居のビラ
shrub : 低木
baize : 緑色の生地
bureaus : たんす
blast : 熱風
bend over : 前かがみになる
glow : 白熱光
furnace : かまど
clank : ガチャガチャ鳴る
slouch : 斜めにかぶる
strain : 口調、緊張
gruff : 荒々しい
cavern : 洞窟


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