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They
did
feel
it
,
yet
neither
spoke
of
it
,
for
often
between
ourselves
and
those
nearest
and
dearest
to
us
there
exists
a
reserve
which
it
is
very
hard
to
overcome
.
Jo
felt
as
if
a
veil
had
fallen
between
her
heart
and
Beth
’
s
,
but
when
she
put
out
her
hand
to
lift
it
up
,
there
seemed
something
sacred
in
the
silence
,
and
she
waited
for
Beth
to
speak
.
She
wondered
,
and
was
thankful
also
,
that
her
parents
did
not
seem
to
see
what
she
saw
,
and
during
the
quiet
weeks
when
the
shadows
grew
so
plain
to
her
,
she
said
nothing
of
it
to
those
at
home
,
believing
that
it
would
tell
itself
when
Beth
came
back
no
better
.
She
wondered
still
more
if
her
sister
really
guessed
the
hard
truth
,
and
what
thoughts
were
passing
through
her
mind
during
the
long
hours
when
she
lay
on
the
warm
rocks
with
her
head
in
Jo
’
s
lap
,
while
the
winds
blew
healthfully
over
her
and
the
sea
made
music
at
her
feet
.
One
day
Beth
told
her
.
Jo
thought
she
was
asleep
,
she
lay
so
still
,
and
putting
down
her
book
,
sat
looking
at
her
with
wistful
eyes
,
trying
to
see
signs
of
hope
in
the
faint
color
on
Beth
’
s
cheeks
.
But
she
could
not
find
enough
to
satisfy
her
,
for
the
cheeks
were
very
thin
,
and
the
hands
seemed
too
feeble
to
hold
even
the
rosy
little
shells
they
had
been
collecting
.
It
came
to
her
then
more
bitterly
than
ever
that
Beth
was
slowly
drifting
away
from
her
,
and
her
arms
instinctively
tightened
their
hold
upon
the
dearest
treasure
she
possessed
.
For
a
minute
her
eyes
were
too
dim
for
seeing
,
and
when
they
cleared
,
Beth
was
looking
up
at
her
so
tenderly
that
there
was
hardly
any
need
for
her
to
say
,
"
Jo
,
dear
,
I
’
m
glad
you
know
it
.
I
’
ve
tried
to
tell
you
,
but
I
couldn
’
t
.
"
There
was
no
answer
except
her
sister
’
s
cheek
against
her
own
,
not
even
tears
,
for
when
most
deeply
moved
,
Jo
did
not
cry
.
She
was
the
weaker
then
,
and
Beth
tried
to
comfort
and
sustain
her
,
with
her
arms
about
her
and
the
soothing
words
she
whispered
in
her
ear
.
"
I
’
ve
known
it
for
a
good
while
,
dear
,
and
now
I
’
m
used
to
it
,
it
isn
’
t
hard
to
think
of
or
to
bear
.
Try
to
see
it
so
and
don
’
t
be
troubled
about
me
,
because
it
’
s
best
,
indeed
it
is
.
"
"
Is
this
what
made
you
so
unhappy
in
the
autumn
,
Beth
?
You
did
not
feel
it
then
,
and
keep
it
to
yourself
so
long
,
did
you
?
"
asked
Jo
,
refusing
to
see
or
say
that
it
was
best
,
but
glad
to
know
that
Laurie
had
no
part
in
Beth
’
s
trouble
.
"
Yes
,
I
gave
up
hoping
then
,
but
I
didn
’
t
like
to
own
it
.
I
tried
to
think
it
was
a
sick
fancy
,
and
would
not
let
it
trouble
anyone
.
But
when
I
saw
you
all
so
well
and
strong
and
full
of
happy
plans
,
it
was
hard
to
feel
that
I
could
never
be
like
you
,
and
then
I
was
miserable
,
Jo
.
"
"
Oh
,
Beth
,
and
you
didn
’
t
tell
me
,
didn
’
t
let
me
comfort
and
help
you
?
How
could
you
shut
me
out
,
bear
it
all
alone
?
"
Jo
’
s
voice
was
full
of
tender
reproach
,
and
her
heart
ached
to
think
of
the
solitary
struggle
that
must
have
gone
on
while
Beth
learned
to
say
goodbye
to
health
,
love
,
and
life
,
and
take
up
her
cross
so
cheerfully
.
