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"
We
shall
see
.
Haf
you
patience
to
wait
a
long
time
,
Jo
?
I
must
go
away
and
do
my
work
alone
.
I
must
help
my
boys
first
,
because
,
even
for
you
,
I
may
not
break
my
word
to
Minna
.
Can
you
forgif
that
,
and
be
happy
while
we
hope
and
wait
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
know
I
can
,
for
we
love
one
another
,
and
that
makes
all
the
rest
easy
to
bear
.
I
have
my
duty
,
also
,
and
my
work
.
I
couldn
’
t
enjoy
myself
if
I
neglected
them
even
for
you
,
so
there
’
s
no
need
of
hurry
or
impatience
.
You
can
do
your
part
out
West
,
I
can
do
mine
here
,
and
both
be
happy
hoping
for
the
best
,
and
leaving
the
future
to
be
as
God
wills
.
"
"
Ah
!
Thou
gifest
me
such
hope
and
courage
,
and
I
haf
nothing
to
gif
back
but
a
full
heart
and
these
empty
hands
,
"
cried
the
Professor
,
quite
overcome
Jo
never
,
never
would
learn
to
be
proper
,
for
when
he
said
that
as
they
stood
upon
the
steps
,
she
just
put
both
hands
into
his
,
whispering
tenderly
,
"
Not
empty
now
,
"
and
stooping
down
,
kissed
her
Friedrich
under
the
umbrella
.
It
was
dreadful
,
but
she
would
have
done
it
if
the
flock
of
draggle
-
tailed
sparrows
on
the
hedge
had
been
human
beings
,
for
she
was
very
far
gone
indeed
,
and
quite
regardless
of
everything
but
her
own
happiness
.
Though
it
came
in
such
a
very
simple
guise
,
that
was
the
crowning
moment
of
both
their
lives
,
when
,
turning
from
the
night
and
storm
and
loneliness
to
the
household
light
and
warmth
and
peace
waiting
to
receive
them
,
with
a
glad
"
Welcome
home
!
"
Jo
led
her
lover
in
,
and
shut
the
door
.
For
a
year
Jo
and
her
Professor
worked
and
waited
,
hoped
and
loved
,
met
occasionally
,
and
wrote
such
voluminous
letters
that
the
rise
in
the
price
of
paper
was
accounted
for
,
Laurie
said
.
The
second
year
began
rather
soberly
,
for
their
prospects
did
not
brighten
,
and
Aunt
March
died
suddenly
.
But
when
their
first
sorrow
was
over
—
for
they
loved
the
old
lady
in
spite
of
her
sharp
tongue
—
they
found
they
had
cause
for
rejoicing
,
for
she
had
left
Plumfield
to
Jo
,
which
made
all
sorts
of
joyful
things
possible
.
"
It
’
s
a
fine
old
place
,
and
will
bring
a
handsome
sum
,
for
of
course
you
intend
to
sell
it
,
"
said
Laurie
,
as
they
were
all
talking
the
matter
over
some
weeks
later
.
"
No
,
I
don
’
t
,
"
was
Jo
’
s
decided
answer
,
as
she
petted
the
fat
poodle
,
whom
she
had
adopted
,
out
of
respect
to
his
former
mistress
.
"
You
don
’
t
mean
to
live
there
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
do
.
"
"
But
,
my
dear
girl
,
it
’
s
an
immense
house
,
and
will
take
a
power
of
money
to
keep
it
in
order
.
The
garden
and
orchard
alone
need
two
or
three
men
,
and
farming
isn
’
t
in
Bhaer
’
s
line
,
I
take
it
.
"
