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Tonight, I continue the story of little women.

So lie down, close your eyes, and let me read you a story.

Chapter 8

Joe, me, Chapter 8 Joe meet Sepulian Girls, where are you going? asked Amy, coming into their room one Saturday afternoon,

and finding them getting ready to go out with an air of secrecy which excited her curiosity.

Never mind, little girls shouldn't ask questions, returned Joe sharply.

Now, if there is anything mortifying to our feelings when we are young, it is to be told that,

and to be bidden to run away dear, is still more trying to us.

Amy bridled up at this insult, and determined to find out the secret if she teased for an hour.

Turning to Meg, who never refused her anything very long, she said coaxingly, do tell me,

I should think you might let me go too,

for Beth is fussing over her piano, and I haven't got anything to do. I'm so lonely.

I can't dare, because you're not invited, began Meg, but Joe broke in impatiently.

Now, Meg, be quieter you will spoil it all. You can't go, Amy,

so don't be a baby and whine about it. You're going somewhere with the lorry, I know you are.

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