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"
I
wish
I
had
no
heart
,
it
aches
so
,
"
sighed
Meg
,
after
a
pause
.
"
If
life
is
often
as
hard
as
this
,
I
don
’
t
see
how
we
ever
shall
get
through
it
,
"
added
her
sister
despondently
.
Here
the
clock
struck
twelve
,
and
both
forgot
themselves
in
watching
Beth
,
for
they
fancied
a
change
passed
over
her
wan
face
.
The
house
was
still
as
death
,
and
nothing
but
the
wailing
of
the
wind
broke
the
deep
hush
.
Weary
Hannah
slept
on
,
and
no
one
but
the
sisters
saw
the
pale
shadow
which
seemed
to
fall
upon
the
little
bed
.
An
hour
went
by
,
and
nothing
happened
except
Laurie
’
s
quiet
departure
for
the
station
.
Another
hour
,
still
no
one
came
,
and
anxious
fears
of
delay
in
the
storm
,
or
accidents
by
the
way
,
or
,
worst
of
all
,
a
great
grief
at
Washington
,
haunted
the
girls
.
It
was
past
two
,
when
Jo
,
who
stood
at
the
window
thinking
how
dreary
the
world
looked
in
its
winding
sheet
of
snow
,
heard
a
movement
by
the
bed
,
and
turning
quickly
,
saw
Meg
kneeling
before
their
mother
’
s
easy
chair
with
her
face
hidden
.
A
dreadful
fear
passed
coldly
over
Jo
,
as
she
thought
,
"
Beth
is
dead
,
and
Meg
is
afraid
to
tell
me
.
"
She
was
back
at
her
post
in
an
instant
,
and
to
her
excited
eyes
a
great
change
seemed
to
have
taken
place
.
The
fever
flush
and
the
look
of
pain
were
gone
,
and
the
beloved
little
face
looked
so
pale
and
peaceful
in
its
utter
repose
that
Jo
felt
no
desire
to
weep
or
to
lament
.
Leaning
low
over
this
dearest
of
her
sisters
,
she
kissed
the
damp
forehead
with
her
heart
on
her
lips
,
and
softly
whispered
,
"
Good
-
by
,
my
Beth
.
Good
-
by
!
"
As
if
awaked
by
the
stir
,
Hannah
started
out
of
her
sleep
,
hurried
to
the
bed
,
looked
at
Beth
,
felt
her
hands
,
listened
at
her
lips
,
and
then
,
throwing
her
apron
over
her
head
,
sat
down
to
rock
to
and
fro
,
exclaiming
,
under
her
breath
,
"
The
fever
’
s
turned
,
she
’
s
sleepin
’
nat
’
ral
,
her
skin
’
s
damp
,
and
she
breathes
easy
.
Praise
be
given
!
Oh
,
my
goodness
me
!
"
Before
the
girls
could
believe
the
happy
truth
,
the
doctor
came
to
confirm
it
.
He
was
a
homely
man
,
but
they
thought
his
face
quite
heavenly
when
he
smiled
and
said
,
with
a
fatherly
look
at
them
,
"
Yes
,
my
dears
,
I
think
the
little
girl
will
pull
through
this
time
.
Keep
the
house
quiet
,
let
her
sleep
,
and
when
she
wakes
,
give
her
.
.
.
"
What
they
were
to
give
,
neither
heard
,
for
both
crept
into
the
dark
hall
,
and
,
sitting
on
the
stairs
,
held
each
other
close
,
rejoicing
with
hearts
too
full
for
words
When
they
went
back
to
be
kissed
and
cuddled
by
faithful
Hannah
,
they
found
Beth
lying
,
as
she
used
to
do
,
with
her
cheek
pillowed
on
her
hand
,
the
dreadful
pallor
gone
,
and
breathing
quietly
,
as
if
just
fallen
asleep
.
