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"
Sixteen
,
next
month
.
"
"
How
I
wish
I
was
going
to
college
!
You
don
’
t
look
as
if
you
liked
it
.
"
"
I
hate
it
!
Nothing
but
grinding
or
skylarking
.
And
I
don
’
t
like
the
way
fellows
do
either
,
in
this
country
.
"
"
What
do
you
like
?
"
"
To
live
in
Italy
,
and
to
enjoy
myself
in
my
own
way
.
"
Jo
wanted
very
much
to
ask
what
his
own
way
was
,
but
his
black
brows
looked
rather
threatening
as
he
knit
them
,
so
she
changed
the
subject
by
saying
,
as
her
foot
kept
time
,
"
That
’
s
a
splendid
polka
!
Why
don
’
t
you
go
and
try
it
?
"
"
If
you
will
come
too
,
"
he
answered
,
with
a
gallant
little
bow
.
"
I
can
’
t
,
for
I
told
Meg
I
wouldn
’
t
,
because
.
.
.
"
There
Jo
stopped
,
and
looked
undecided
whether
to
tell
or
to
laugh
.
"
Because
,
what
?
"
"
You
won
’
t
tell
?
"
