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"
You
mean
your
papers
?
"
asked
Beth
.
"
No
,
my
boy
.
Be
very
good
to
him
,
won
’
t
you
?
"
"
Of
course
I
will
,
but
I
can
’
t
fill
your
place
,
and
he
’
ll
miss
you
sadly
"
"
It
won
’
t
hurt
him
,
so
remember
,
I
leave
him
in
your
charge
,
to
plague
,
pet
,
and
keep
in
order
.
"
"
I
’
ll
do
my
best
,
for
your
sake
,
"
promised
Beth
,
wondering
why
Jo
looked
at
her
so
queerly
.
When
Laurie
said
good
-
by
,
he
whispered
significantly
,
"
It
won
’
t
do
a
bit
of
good
,
Jo
.
My
eye
is
on
you
,
so
mind
what
you
do
,
or
I
’
ll
come
and
bring
you
home
.
"
New
York
,
November
Dear
Marmee
and
Beth
,
I
’
m
going
to
write
you
a
regular
volume
,
for
I
’
ve
got
heaps
to
tell
,
though
I
’
m
not
a
fine
young
lady
traveling
on
the
continent
.
When
I
lost
sight
of
Father
’
s
dear
old
face
,
I
felt
a
trifle
blue
,
and
might
have
shed
a
briny
drop
or
two
,
if
an
Irish
lady
with
four
small
children
,
all
crying
more
or
less
,
hadn
’
t
diverted
my
mind
,
for
I
amused
myself
by
dropping
gingerbread
nuts
over
the
seat
every
time
they
opened
their
mouths
to
roar
.
