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"
Because
they
are
mean
is
no
reason
why
I
should
be
.
I
hate
such
things
,
and
though
I
think
I
’
ve
a
right
to
be
hurt
,
I
don
’
t
intend
to
show
it
.
They
will
feel
that
more
than
angry
speeches
or
huffy
actions
,
won
’
t
they
,
Marmee
?
"
"
That
’
s
the
right
spirit
,
my
dear
.
A
kiss
for
a
blow
is
always
best
,
though
it
’
s
not
very
easy
to
give
it
sometimes
,
"
said
her
mother
,
with
the
air
of
one
who
had
learned
the
difference
between
preaching
and
practicing
.
In
spite
of
various
very
natural
temptations
to
resent
and
retaliate
,
Amy
adhered
to
her
resolution
all
the
next
day
,
bent
on
conquering
her
enemy
by
kindness
.
She
began
well
,
thanks
to
a
silent
reminder
that
came
to
her
unexpectedly
,
but
most
opportunely
.
As
she
arranged
her
table
that
morning
,
while
the
little
girls
were
in
the
anteroom
filling
the
baskets
,
she
took
up
her
pet
production
,
a
little
book
,
the
antique
cover
of
which
her
father
had
found
among
his
treasures
,
and
in
which
on
leaves
of
vellum
she
had
beautifully
illuminated
different
texts
.
As
she
turned
the
pages
rich
in
dainty
devices
with
very
pardonable
pride
,
her
eye
fell
upon
one
verse
that
made
her
stop
and
think
.
Framed
in
a
brilliant
scrollwork
of
scarlet
,
blue
and
gold
,
with
little
spirits
of
good
will
helping
one
another
up
and
down
among
the
thorns
and
flowers
,
were
the
words
,
"
Thou
shalt
love
thy
neighbor
as
thyself
.
"
"
I
ought
,
but
I
don
’
t
,
"
thought
Amy
,
as
her
eye
went
from
the
bright
page
to
May
’
s
discontented
face
behind
the
big
vases
,
that
could
not
hide
the
vacancies
her
pretty
work
had
once
filled
.
Amy
stood
a
minute
,
turning
the
leaves
in
her
hand
,
reading
on
each
some
sweet
rebuke
for
all
heartburnings
and
uncharitableness
of
spirit
.
Many
wise
and
true
sermons
are
preached
us
every
day
by
unconscious
ministers
in
street
,
school
,
office
,
or
home
.
Even
a
fair
table
may
become
a
pulpit
,
if
it
can
offer
the
good
and
helpful
words
which
are
never
out
of
season
.
Amy
’
s
conscience
preached
her
a
little
sermon
from
that
text
,
then
and
there
,
and
she
did
what
many
of
us
do
not
always
do
,
took
the
sermon
to
heart
,
and
straightway
put
it
in
practice
.
A
group
of
girls
were
standing
about
May
’
s
table
,
admiring
the
pretty
things
,
and
talking
over
the
change
of
saleswomen
.
They
dropped
their
voices
,
but
Amy
knew
they
were
speaking
of
her
,
hearing
one
side
of
the
story
and
judging
accordingly
.
It
was
not
pleasant
,
but
a
better
spirit
had
come
over
her
,
and
presently
a
chance
offered
for
proving
it
.
She
heard
May
say
sorrowfully
.
.
.
"
It
’
s
too
bad
,
for
there
is
no
time
to
make
other
things
,
and
I
don
’
t
want
to
fill
up
with
odds
and
ends
.
The
table
was
just
complete
then
.
Now
it
’
s
spoiled
.
"
"
I
dare
say
she
’
d
put
them
back
if
you
asked
her
,
"
suggested
someone
.
"
How
could
I
after
all
the
fuss
?
"
began
May
,
but
she
did
not
finish
,
for
Amy
’
s
voice
came
across
the
hall
,
saying
pleasantly
.
.
.
