It's so dreadful to be poor! sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress.

It's so dreadful to be poor! sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress.
I don't think it's fair for some girls to have plenty of pretty things,
and other girls nothing at all, added little Amy, with an injured sniff.
We've got Father and Mother, and each other, said Beth contentedly from
her corner.
-- From the first page of Little Women, by Louisa May Alcott