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"
I
’
m
glad
of
it
!
"
muttered
Jo
,
tying
on
her
hat
with
a
jerk
.
"
Why
?
"
asked
Meg
,
looking
surprised
.
"
Because
if
you
care
much
about
riches
,
you
will
never
go
and
marry
a
poor
man
,
"
said
Jo
,
frowning
at
Laurie
,
who
was
mutely
warning
her
to
mind
what
she
said
.
"
I
shall
never
‘
go
and
marry
’
anyone
,
"
observed
Meg
,
walking
on
with
great
dignity
while
the
others
followed
,
laughing
,
whispering
,
skipping
stones
,
and
‘
behaving
like
children
’
,
as
Meg
said
to
herself
,
though
she
might
have
been
tempted
to
join
them
if
she
had
not
had
her
best
dress
on
.
For
a
week
or
two
,
Jo
behaved
so
queerly
that
her
sisters
were
quite
bewildered
.
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
.
Laurie
and
she
were
always
making
signs
to
one
another
,
and
talking
about
‘
Spread
Eagles
’
till
the
girls
declared
they
had
both
lost
their
wits
.
On
the
second
Saturday
after
Jo
got
out
of
the
window
,
Meg
,
as
she
sat
sewing
at
her
window
,
was
scandalized
by
the
sight
of
Laurie
chasing
Jo
all
over
the
garden
and
finally
capturing
her
in
Amy
’
s
bower
.
What
went
on
there
,
Meg
could
not
see
,
but
shrieks
of
laughter
were
heard
,
followed
by
the
murmur
of
voices
and
a
great
flapping
of
newspapers
.
"
What
shall
we
do
with
that
girl
?
She
never
will
behave
like
a
young
lady
,
"
sighed
Meg
,
as
she
watched
the
race
with
a
disapproving
face
.
"
I
hope
she
won
’
t
.
She
is
so
funny
and
dear
as
she
is
,
"
said
Beth
,
who
had
never
betrayed
that
she
was
a
little
hurt
at
Jo
’
s
having
secrets
with
anyone
but
her
.
"
It
’
s
very
trying
,
but
we
never
can
make
her
commy
la
fo
,
"
added
Amy
,
who
sat
making
some
new
frills
for
herself
,
with
her
curls
tied
up
in
a
very
becoming
way
,
two
agreeable
things
that
made
her
feel
unusually
elegant
and
ladylike
.
In
a
few
minutes
Jo
bounced
in
,
laid
herself
on
the
sofa
,
and
affected
to
read
.
"
Have
you
anything
interesting
there
?
"
asked
Meg
,
with
condescension
.
