"Fly at me again. I rather like it."
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| "Another melodrama?" | "Pleased? At the idea of Mr. Brooke, of anybody presuming to take Meg away? Marriage just breaks up families." | "'Mrs. March: Your husband is very ill. Come at once.' Dr. Samual Hale. Soldier's Hospital. Washington." | ||||||||||||||||||
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| "Oh Meg, help me to bear it!" | "I came to offer myself as escort. It will give me real satisfaction to be of service to you and your husband." | "Beth, you won't forget the Hummel family, will you? Stop by every day and help with the baby." | ||||||||||||||||||
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| "The money is mine honestly. I earned it for I only sold what was my own." | "Your hair, your beautiful hair! You're one beauty. Oh, Jo!" | "Jo, the Hummel baby is dead. I tried to warm its feet and give it some milk, but it didn't stir. Then the doctor came. He said it was scarlet fever." | ||||||||||||||||||
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| "I won't go! I positively won't go! I'd rather have the scarlet fever than go to Aunt March's!" | "Oh, Laurie, what if Beth should die and not see mother or father again." | "Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you?"
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