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"
Nothing
but
a
story
,
won
’
t
amount
to
much
,
I
guess
,
"
returned
Jo
,
carefully
keeping
the
name
of
the
paper
out
of
sight
.
"
You
’
d
better
read
it
aloud
.
That
will
amuse
us
and
keep
you
out
of
mischief
,
"
said
Amy
in
her
most
grown
-
up
tone
.
"
What
’
s
the
name
?
"
asked
Beth
,
wondering
why
Jo
kept
her
face
behind
the
sheet
.
"
The
Rival
Painters
.
"
"
That
sounds
well
.
Read
it
,
"
said
Meg
.
With
a
loud
"
Hem
!
"
and
a
long
breath
,
Jo
began
to
read
very
fast
.
The
girls
listened
with
interest
,
for
the
tale
was
romantic
,
and
somewhat
pathetic
,
as
most
of
the
characters
died
in
the
end
.
"
I
like
that
about
the
splendid
picture
,
"
was
Amy
’
s
approving
remark
,
as
Jo
paused
.
"
I
prefer
the
lovering
part
.
Viola
and
Angelo
are
two
of
our
favorite
names
,
isn
’
t
that
queer
?
"
said
Meg
,
wiping
her
eyes
,
for
the
lovering
part
was
tragical
.
"
Who
wrote
it
?
"
asked
Beth
,
who
had
caught
a
glimpse
of
Jo
’
s
face
.
The
reader
suddenly
sat
up
,
cast
away
the
paper
,
displaying
a
flushed
countenance
,
and
with
a
funny
mixture
of
solemnity
and
excitement
replied
in
a
loud
voice
,
"
Your
sister
.
"
"
You
?
"
cried
Meg
,
dropping
her
work
.
