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Jo
heard
Amy
panting
after
her
run
,
stamping
her
feet
and
blowing
on
her
fingers
as
she
tried
to
put
her
skates
on
,
but
Jo
never
turned
and
went
slowly
zigzagging
down
the
river
,
taking
a
bitter
,
unhappy
sort
of
satisfaction
in
her
sister
’
s
troubles
.
She
had
cherished
her
anger
till
it
grew
strong
and
took
possession
of
her
,
as
evil
thoughts
and
feelings
always
do
unless
cast
out
at
once
.
As
Laurie
turned
the
bend
,
he
shouted
back
.
.
.
"
Keep
near
the
shore
.
It
isn
’
t
safe
in
the
middle
.
Jo
heard
,
but
Amy
was
struggling
to
her
feet
and
did
not
catch
a
word
.
Jo
glanced
over
her
shoulder
,
and
the
little
demon
she
was
harboring
said
in
her
ear
.
.
.
"
No
matter
whether
she
heard
or
not
,
let
her
take
care
of
herself
.
"
Laurie
had
vanished
round
the
bend
,
Jo
was
just
at
the
turn
,
and
Amy
,
far
behind
,
striking
out
toward
the
smoother
ice
in
the
middle
of
the
river
.
For
a
minute
Jo
stood
still
with
a
strange
feeling
in
her
heart
,
then
she
resolved
to
go
on
,
but
something
held
and
turned
her
round
,
just
in
time
to
see
Amy
throw
up
her
hands
and
go
down
,
with
a
sudden
crash
of
rotten
ice
,
the
splash
of
water
,
and
a
cry
that
made
Jo
’
s
heart
stand
still
with
fear
.
She
tried
to
call
Laurie
,
but
her
voice
was
gone
.
She
tried
to
rush
forward
,
but
her
feet
seemed
to
have
no
strength
in
them
,
and
for
a
second
,
she
could
only
stand
motionless
,
staring
with
a
terror
-
stricken
face
at
the
little
blue
hood
above
the
black
water
.
Something
rushed
swiftly
by
her
,
and
Laurie
’
s
voice
cried
out
.
.
.
"
Bring
a
rail
.
Quick
,
quick
!
"
How
she
did
it
,
she
never
knew
,
but
for
the
next
few
minutes
she
worked
as
if
possessed
,
blindly
obeying
Laurie
,
who
was
quite
self
-
possessed
,
and
lying
flat
,
held
Amy
up
by
his
arm
and
hockey
stick
till
Jo
dragged
a
rail
from
the
fence
,
and
together
they
got
the
child
out
,
more
frightened
than
hurt
.
"
Now
then
,
we
must
walk
her
home
as
fast
as
we
can
.
Pile
our
things
on
her
,
while
I
get
off
these
confounded
skates
,
"
cried
Laurie
,
wrapping
his
coat
round
Amy
,
and
tugging
away
at
the
straps
which
never
seemed
so
intricate
before
.
"
Shivering
,
dripping
,
and
crying
,
they
got
Amy
home
,
and
after
an
exciting
time
of
it
,
she
fell
asleep
,
rolled
in
blankets
before
a
hot
fire
.
During
the
bustle
Jo
had
scarcely
spoken
but
flown
about
,
looking
pale
and
wild
,
with
her
things
half
off
,
her
dress
torn
,
and
her
hands
cut
and
bruised
by
ice
and
rails
and
refractory
buckles
.
When
Amy
was
comfortably
asleep
,
the
house
quiet
,
and
Mrs
.
March
sitting
by
the
bed
,
she
called
Jo
to
her
and
began
to
bind
up
the
hurt
hands
.
"
Are
you
sure
she
is
safe
?
"
whispered
Jo
,
looking
remorsefully
at
the
golden
head
,
which
might
have
been
swept
away
from
her
sight
forever
under
the
treacherous
ice
.
