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By
and
by
Beth
said
,
with
recovered
serenity
,
"
You
’
ll
tell
them
this
when
we
go
home
?
"
"
I
think
they
will
see
it
without
words
,
"
sighed
Jo
,
for
now
it
seemed
to
her
that
Beth
changed
every
day
.
"
Perhaps
not
.
I
’
ve
heard
that
the
people
who
love
best
are
often
blindest
to
such
things
.
If
they
don
’
t
see
it
,
you
will
tell
them
for
me
.
I
don
’
t
want
any
secrets
,
and
it
’
s
kinder
to
prepare
them
.
Meg
has
John
and
the
babies
to
comfort
her
,
but
you
must
stand
by
Father
and
Mother
,
won
’
t
you
Jo
?
"
"
If
I
can
.
But
,
Beth
,
I
don
’
t
give
up
yet
.
I
’
m
going
to
believe
that
it
is
a
sick
fancy
,
and
not
let
you
think
it
’
s
true
.
"
said
Jo
,
trying
to
speak
cheerfully
.
Beth
lay
a
minute
thinking
,
and
then
said
in
her
quiet
way
,
"
I
don
’
t
know
how
to
express
myself
,
and
shouldn
’
t
try
to
anyone
but
you
,
because
I
can
’
t
speak
out
except
to
my
Jo
.
I
only
mean
to
say
that
I
have
a
feeling
that
it
never
was
intended
I
should
live
long
.
I
’
m
not
like
the
rest
of
you
.
I
never
made
any
plans
about
what
I
’
d
do
when
I
grew
up
.
I
never
thought
of
being
married
,
as
you
all
did
.
I
couldn
’
t
seem
to
imagine
myself
anything
but
stupid
little
Beth
,
trotting
about
at
home
,
of
no
use
anywhere
but
there
.
I
never
wanted
to
go
away
,
and
the
hard
part
now
is
the
leaving
you
all
.
I
’
m
not
afraid
,
but
it
seems
as
if
I
should
be
homesick
for
you
even
in
heaven
.
"
Jo
could
not
speak
,
and
for
several
minutes
there
was
no
sound
but
the
sigh
of
the
wind
and
the
lapping
of
the
tide
.
A
white
-
winged
gull
flew
by
,
with
the
flash
of
sunshine
on
its
silvery
breast
.
Beth
watched
it
till
it
vanished
,
and
her
eyes
were
full
of
sadness
.
A
little
gray
-
coated
sand
bird
came
tripping
over
the
beach
‘
peeping
’
softly
to
itself
,
as
if
enjoying
the
sun
and
sea
.
It
came
quite
close
to
Beth
,
and
looked
at
her
with
a
friendly
eye
and
sat
upon
a
warm
stone
,
dressing
its
wet
feathers
,
quite
at
home
.
Beth
smiled
and
felt
comforted
,
for
the
tiny
thing
seemed
to
offer
its
small
friendship
and
remind
her
that
a
pleasant
world
was
still
to
be
enjoyed
.
"
Dear
little
bird
!
See
,
Jo
,
how
tame
it
is
.
I
like
peeps
better
than
the
gulls
.
They
are
not
so
wild
and
handsome
,
but
they
seem
happy
,
confiding
little
things
.
I
used
to
call
them
my
birds
last
summer
,
and
Mother
said
they
reminded
her
of
me
—
busy
,
quaker
-
colored
creatures
,
always
near
the
shore
,
and
always
chirping
that
contented
little
song
of
theirs
.
You
are
the
gull
,
Jo
,
strong
and
wild
,
fond
of
the
storm
and
the
wind
,
flying
far
out
to
sea
,
and
happy
all
alone
.
Meg
is
the
turtledove
,
and
Amy
is
like
the
lark
she
writes
about
,
trying
to
get
up
among
the
clouds
,
but
always
dropping
down
into
its
nest
again
Dear
little
girl
!
She
’
s
so
ambitious
,
but
her
heart
is
good
and
tender
,
and
no
matter
how
high
she
flies
,
she
never
will
forget
home
.
I
hope
I
shall
see
her
again
,
but
she
seems
so
far
away
.
"
"
She
is
coming
in
the
spring
,
and
I
mean
that
you
shall
be
all
ready
to
see
and
enjoy
her
.
I
’
m
going
to
have
you
well
and
rosy
by
that
time
,
"
began
Jo
,
feeling
that
of
all
the
changes
in
Beth
,
the
talking
change
was
the
greatest
,
for
it
seemed
to
cost
no
effort
now
,
and
she
thought
aloud
in
a
way
quite
unlike
bashful
Beth
.
