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"
Now
shall
we
go
home
?
"
he
asked
,
as
if
the
words
were
very
pleasant
to
him
.
"
Yes
,
it
’
s
late
,
and
I
’
m
so
tired
.
"
Jo
’
s
voice
was
more
pathetic
than
she
knew
.
For
now
the
sun
seemed
to
have
gone
in
as
suddenly
as
it
came
out
,
and
the
world
grew
muddy
and
miserable
again
,
and
for
the
first
time
she
discovered
that
her
feet
were
cold
,
her
head
ached
,
and
that
her
heart
was
colder
than
the
former
,
fuller
of
pain
than
the
latter
.
Mr
.
Bhaer
was
going
away
,
he
only
cared
for
her
as
a
friend
,
it
was
all
a
mistake
,
and
the
sooner
it
was
over
the
better
.
With
this
idea
in
her
head
,
she
hailed
an
approaching
omnibus
with
such
a
hasty
gesture
that
the
daisies
flew
out
of
the
pot
and
were
badly
damaged
.
"
This
is
not
our
omniboos
,
"
said
the
Professor
,
waving
the
loaded
vehicle
away
,
and
stopping
to
pick
up
the
poor
little
flowers
.
"
I
beg
your
pardon
.
I
didn
’
t
see
the
name
distinctly
.
Never
mind
,
I
can
walk
.
I
’
m
used
to
plodding
in
the
mud
,
"
returned
Jo
,
winking
hard
,
because
she
would
have
died
rather
than
openly
wipe
her
eyes
.
Mr
.
Bhaer
saw
the
drops
on
her
cheeks
,
though
she
turned
her
head
away
.
The
sight
seemed
to
touch
him
very
much
,
for
suddenly
stooping
down
,
he
asked
in
a
tone
that
meant
a
great
deal
,
"
Heart
’
s
dearest
,
why
do
you
cry
?
"
Now
,
if
Jo
had
not
been
new
to
this
sort
of
thing
she
would
have
said
she
wasn
’
t
crying
,
had
a
cold
in
her
head
,
or
told
any
other
feminine
fib
proper
to
the
occasion
.
Instead
of
which
,
that
undignified
creature
answered
,
with
an
irrepressible
sob
,
"
Because
you
are
going
away
.
"
"
Ach
,
mein
Gott
,
that
is
so
good
!
"
cried
Mr
.
Bhaer
,
managing
to
clasp
his
hands
in
spite
of
the
umbrella
and
the
bundles
,
"
Jo
,
I
haf
nothing
but
much
love
to
gif
you
.
I
came
to
see
if
you
could
care
for
it
,
and
I
waited
to
be
sure
that
I
was
something
more
than
a
friend
.
Am
I
?
Can
you
make
a
little
place
in
your
heart
for
old
Fritz
?
"
he
added
,
all
in
one
breath
.
"
Oh
,
yes
!
"
said
Jo
,
and
he
was
quite
satisfied
,
for
she
folded
both
hands
over
his
arm
,
and
looked
up
at
him
with
an
expression
that
plainly
showed
how
happy
she
would
be
to
walk
through
life
beside
him
,
even
though
she
had
no
better
shelter
than
the
old
umbrella
,
if
he
carried
it
.
It
was
certainly
proposing
under
difficulties
,
for
even
if
he
had
desired
to
do
so
,
Mr
.
Bhaer
could
not
go
down
upon
his
knees
,
on
account
of
the
mud
.
Neither
could
he
offer
Jo
his
hand
,
except
figuratively
,
for
both
were
full
.
Much
less
could
he
indulge
in
tender
remonstrations
in
the
open
street
,
though
he
was
near
it
.
