I'm sure we work hard enough to earn it," cried Jo, examining the heels of her shoes in a gentlemanly manner.
I don't believe any of you suffer as I do," cried Amy, "for you don't have to go to school with impertinent girls, who plague you if you don't know your lessons, and laugh at your dresses, and label your father if he isn't rich, and insult you when your nose isn't nice.
And if turning up my hair makes me one, I'll wear it in two tails till I'm twenty," cried Jo, pulling off her net, and shaking down a chestnut mane.
cried Meg, and the rehearsal ended in a general burst of laughter.
Don't stop to quirk your little finger and simper over your plate, Amy," cried Jo, choking on her tea and dropping her bread, butter side down, on the carpet in her haste to get at the treat.
He, like the old writer, had a white mustache, and when he cried
he puckered up his lips and the mustache bobbed up and down.