Foraweektheamountofvirtueintheoldhousewouldhavesuppliedtheneighborhood. Itwasreallyamazing,foreveryoneseemedinaheavenlyframeofmind,andself–denialwasallthefashion. Relievedoftheirfirstanxietyabouttheirfather,thegirlsinsensiblyrelaxedtheirpraiseworthyeffortsalittle,andbegantofallbackintooldways. Theydidnotforgettheirmotto,buthopingandkeepingbusyseemedtogroweasier,andaftersuchtremendousexertions,theyfeltthatEndeavordeservedaholiday,andgaveitagoodmany. Jocaughtabadcoldthroughneglecttocovertheshornheadenough,andwasorderedtostayathometillshewasbetter,forAuntMarchdidn'tliketohearpeoplereadwithcoldsintheirheads. Jolikedthis,andafteranenergeticrummagefromgarrettocellar,subsidedonthesofatonursehercoldwitharsenicumandbooks. Amyfoundthathouseworkandartdidnotgowelltogether,andreturnedtohermudpies. Megwentdailytoherpupils,andsewed,orthoughtshedid,athome,butmuchtimewasspentinwritinglongletterstohermother,orreadingtheWashingtondispatchesoverandover. Bethkepton,withonlyslightrelapsesintoidlenessorgrieving. Allthelittledutieswerefaithfullydoneeachday,andmanyofhersisters'also,fortheywereforgetful,andthehouseseemedlikeaclockwhosependulumwasgonea–visiting. WhenherheartgotheavywithlongingsforMotherorfearsforFather,shewentawayintoacertaincloset,hidherfaceinthefoldsofadearoldgown,andmadeherlittlemoanandprayedherlittleprayerquietlybyherself. Nobodyknewwhatcheeredherupafterasoberfit,buteveryonefelthowsweetandhelpfulBethwas,andfellintoawayofgoingtoherforcomfortoradviceintheirsmallaffairs. Allwereunconsciousthatthisexperiencewasatestofcharacter,andwhenthefirstexcitementwasover,feltthattheyhaddonewellanddeservedpraise. Sotheydid,buttheirmistakewasinceasingtodowell,andtheylearnedthislessonthroughmuchanxietyandregret. "Meg,Iwishyou'dgoandseetheHummels.YouknowMothertoldusnottoforgetthem."saidBeth,tendaysafterMrs.March'sdeparture. "I'mtootiredtogothisafternoon,"repliedMeg,rockingcomfortablyasshesewed. "Toostormyformewithmycold." "Ithoughtitwasalmostwell." "It'swellenoughformetogooutwithLaurie,butnotwellenoughtogototheHummels',"saidJo,laughing,butlookingalittleashamedofherinconsistency. "Whydon'tyougoyourself?"askedMeg. "Ihavebeeneveryday,butthebabyissick,andIdon'tknowwhattodoforit. Mrs.Hummelgoesawaytowork,andLottchentakescareofit. Butitgetssickerandsicker,andIthinkyouorHannahoughttogo." Bethspokeearnestly,andMegpromisedshewouldgotomorrow. "AskHannahforsomenicelittlemess,andtakeitround,Beth,theairwilldoyougood,"saidJo,addingapologetically,"I'dgobutIwanttofinishmywriting." "MyheadachesandI'mtired,soIthoughtmaybesomeofyouwouldgo,"saidBeth. "Amywillbeinpresently,andshewillrundownforus,"suggestedMeg. SoBethlaydownonthesofa,theothersreturnedtotheirwork,andtheHummelswereforgotten.Anhourpassed. Amydidnotcome,Megwenttoherroomtotryonanewdress,Jowasabsorbedinherstory,andHannahwassoundasleepbeforethekitchenfire,whenBethquietlyputonherhood,filledherbasketwithoddsandendsforthepoorchildren,andwentoutintothechillyairwithaheavyheadandagrievedlookinherpatienteyes. Itwaslatewhenshecameback,andnoonesawhercreepupstairsandshutherselfintohermother'sroom. Halfanhourafter,Jowentto'Mother'scloset'forsomething,andtherefoundlittleBethsittingonthemedicinechest,lookingverygrave,withredeyesandacamphorbottleinherhand. "ChristopherColumbus!What'sthematter?"criedJo,asBethputoutherhandasiftowarnheroff,andaskedquickly... "You'vehadthescarletfever,haven'tyou?" "Yearsago,whenMegdid.Why?" "ThenI'lltellyou.Oh,Jo,thebaby'sdead!" "Mrs.Hummel's.Itdiedinmylapbeforeshegothome,"criedBethwithasob. "Mypoordear,howdreadfulforyou!Ioughttohavegone,"saidJo,takinghersisterinherarmsasshesatdowninhermother'sbigchair,witharemorsefulface. "Itwasn'tdreadful,Jo,onlysosad!Isawinaminuteitwassicker,butLottchensaidhermotherhadgoneforadoctor,soItookBabyandletLottyrest. Itseemedasleep,butallofasuddenifgavealittlecryandtrembled,andthenlayverystill. Itriedtowarmitsfeet,andLottygaveitsomemilk,butitdidn'tstir,andIknewitwasdead." "Don'tcry,dear!Whatdidyoudo?" "IjustsatandhelditsoftlytillMrs.Hummelcamewiththedoctor. Hesaiditwasdead,andlookedatHeinrichandMinna,whohavesorethroats.'Scarletfever,ma'am. Oughttohavecalledmebefore,'hesaidcrossly. Mrs.Hummeltoldhimshewaspoor,andhadtriedtocurebabyherself,butnowitwastoolate,andshecouldonlyaskhimtohelptheothersandtrusttocharityforhispay. Hesmiledthen,andwaskinder,butitwasverysad,andIcriedwiththemtillheturnedroundallofasudden,andtoldmetogohomeandtakebelladonnarightaway,orI'dhavethefever." "No,youwon't!"criedJo,huggingherclose,withafrightenedlook."Oh,Beth,ifyoushouldbesickInevercouldforgivemyself!Whatshallwedo?" "Don'tbefrightened,IguessIshan'thaveitbadly. IlookedinMother'sbook,andsawthatitbeginswithheadache,sorethroat,andqueerfeelingslikemine,soIdidtakesomebelladonna,andIfeelbetter,"saidBeth,layinghercoldhandsonherhotforeheadandtryingtolookwell. "IfMotherwasonlyathome!"exclaimedJo,seizingthebook,andfeelingthatWashingtonwasanimmensewayoff. Shereadapage,lookedatBeth,feltherhead,peepedintoherthroat,andthensaidgravely,"You'vebeenoverthebabyeverydayformorethanaweek,andamongtheotherswhoaregoingtohaveit,soI'mafraidyouaregoingtohaveit,Beth. I'llcallHannah,sheknowsallaboutsickness." "Don'tletAmycome.Sheneverhadit,andIshouldhatetogiveittoher.Can'tyouandMeghaveitoveragain?"askedBeth,anxiously. "Iguessnot.Don'tcareifIdo.Servemeright,selfishpig,toletyougo,andstaywritingrubbishmyself!"mutteredJo,asshewenttoconsultHannah. Thegoodsoulwaswideawakeinaminute,andtooktheleadatonce,assuringthattherewasnoneedtoworry;everyonehadscarletfever,andifrightlytreated,nobodydied,allofwhichJobelieved,andfeltmuchrelievedastheywentuptocallMeg. "NowI'lltellyouwhatwe'lldo,"saidHannah,whenshehadexaminedandquestionedBeth,"wewillhaveDr.Bangs,justtotakealookatyou,dear,andseethatwestartright. Thenwe'llsendAmyofftoAuntMarch'sforaspell,tokeepheroutofharm'sway,andoneofyougirlscanstayathomeandamuseBethforadayortwo." "Ishallstay,ofcourse,I'moldest,"beganMeg,lookinganxiousandself–reproachful. "Ishall,becauseit'smyfaultsheissick.ItoldMotherI'ddotheerrands,andIhaven't,"saidJodecidedly. "Whichwillyouhave,Beth?Thereain'tnoneedofbutone,"aidHannah. "Jo,please."AndBethleanedherheadagainsthersisterwithacontentedlook,whicheffectuallysettledthatpoint. "I'llgoandtellAmy,"saidMeg,feelingalittlehurt,yetratherrelievedonthewhole,forshedidnotlikenursing,andJodid. Amyrebelledoutright,andpassionatelydeclaredthatshehadratherhavethefeverthangotoAuntMarch. Megreasoned,pleaded,andcommanded,allinvain. Amyprotestedthatshewouldnotgo,andMegleftherindespairtoaskHannahwhatshouldbedone. Beforeshecameback,LauriewalkedintotheparlortofindAmysobbing,withherheadinthesofacushions. Shetoldherstory,expectingtobeconsoled,butLaurieonlyputhishandsinhispocketsandwalkedabouttheroom,whistlingsoftly,asheknithisbrowsindeepthought. Presentlyhesatdownbesideher,andsaid,inhismostwheedlesometone,"Nowbeasensiblelittlewoman,anddoastheysay. No,don'tcry,buthearwhatajollyplanI'vegot. YougotoAuntMarch's,andI'llcomeandtakeyououteveryday,drivingorwalking,andwe'llhavecapitaltimes.Won'tthatbebetterthanmopinghere?" "Idon'twishtobesentoffasifIwasintheway,"beganAmy,inaninjuredvoice. "Blessyourheart,child,it'stokeepyouwell.Youdon'twanttobesick,doyou?" "No,I'msureIdon't,butIdaresayIshallbe,forI'vebeenwithBethallthetime." "That'stheveryreasonyououghttogoawayatonce,sothatyoumayescapeit. Changeofairandcarewillkeepyouwell,Idaresay,orifitdoesnotentirely,youwillhavethefevermorelightly. Iadviseyoutobeoffassoonasyoucan,forscarletfeverisnojoke,miss." "Butit'sdullatAuntMarch's,andsheissocross,"saidAmy,lookingratherfrightened. "Itwon'tbedullwithmepoppingineverydaytotellyouhowBethis,andtakeyououtgallivanting. Theoldladylikesme,andI'llbeassweetaspossibletoher,soshewon'tpeckatus,whateverwedo." "WillyoutakemeoutinthetrottingwagonwithPuck?" "AndbringmebacktheminuteBethiswell?" "Andgotothetheater,truly?" "Adozentheaters,ifwemay." "Well––IguessIwill,"saidAmyslowly. "Goodgirl!CallMeg,andtellheryou'llgivein,"saidLaurie,withanapprovingpat,whichannoyedAmymorethanthe'givingin'. MegandJocamerunningdowntobeholdthemiraclewhichhadbeenwrought,andAmy,feelingverypreciousandself–sacrificing,promisedtogo,ifthedoctorsaidBethwasgoingtobeill. "Howisthelittledear?"askedLaurie,forBethwashisespecialpet,andhefeltmoreanxiousaboutherthanhelikedtoshow. "SheislyingdownonMother'sbed,andfeelsbetter. Thebaby'sdeathtroubledher,butIdaresayshehasonlygotcold. Hannahsaysshethinksso,butshelooksworried,andthatmakesmefidgety,"answeredMeg. "Whatatryingworlditis!"saidJo,rumplingupherhairinafretfulway. "Nosoonerdowegetoutofonetroublethandowncomesanother. Theredoesn'tseemtobeanythingtoholdontowhenMother'sgone,soI'mallatsea." "Well,don'tmakeaporcupineofyourself,itisn'tbecoming. Settleyourwig,Jo,andtellmeifIshalltelegraphtoyourmother,ordoanything?" askedLaurie,whoneverhadbeenreconciledtothelossofhisfriend'sonebeauty. "Thatiswhattroublesme,"saidMeg."IthinkweoughttotellherifBethisreallyill,butHannahsayswemustn't,forMothercan'tleaveFather,anditwillonlymakethemanxious. Bethwon'tbesicklong,andHannahknowsjustwhattodo,andMothersaidweweretomindher,soIsupposewemust,butitdoesn'tseemquiterighttome." "Hum,well,Ican'tsay.SupposeyouaskGrandfatherafterthedoctorhasbeen." "Wewill.Jo,goandgetDr.Bangsatonce,"commandedMeg."Wecan'tdecideanythingtillhehasbeen." "Staywhereyouare,Jo.I'merrandboytothisestablishment,"saidLaurie,takinguphiscap. "I'mafraidyouarebusy,"beganMeg. "No,I'vedonemylessonsfortheday." "Doyoustudyinvacationtime?"askedJo. "Ifollowthegoodexamplemyneighborssetme,"wasLaurie'sanswer,asheswunghimselfoutoftheroom. "Ihavegreathopesformyboy,"observedJo,watchinghimflyoverthefencewithanapprovingsmile. "Hedoesverywell,foraboy,"wasMeg'ssomewhatungraciousanswer,forthesubjectdidnotinteresther. Dr.Bangscame,saidBethhadsymptomsofthefever,buthethoughtshewouldhaveitlightly,thoughhelookedsoberovertheHummelstory. Amywasorderedoffatonce,andprovidedwithsomethingtowardoffdanger,shedepartedingreatstate,withJoandLaurieasescort. AuntMarchreceivedthemwithherusualhospitality. "Whatdoyouwantnow?"sheasked,lookingsharplyoverherspectacles,whiletheparrot,sittingonthebackofherchair,calledout... "Goaway.Noboysallowedhere." Laurieretiredtothewindow,andJotoldherstory. "NomorethanIexpected,ifyouareallowedtogopokingaboutamongpoorfolks. Amycanstayandmakeherselfusefulifsheisn'tsick,whichI'venodoubtshewillbe,lookslikeitnow. Don'tcry,child,itworriesmetohearpeoplesniff." Amywasonthepointofcrying,butLaurieslylypulledtheparrot'stail,whichcausedPollytoutteranastonishedcroakandcallout,"Blessmyboots!" insuchafunnyway,thatshelaughedinstead. "Whatdoyouhearfromyourmother?"askedtheoldladygruffly. "Fatherismuchbetter,"repliedJo,tryingtokeepsober. "Oh,ishe?Well,thatwon'tlastlong,Ifancy.Marchneverhadanystamina,"wasthecheerfulreply. "Ha,ha!Neversaydie,takeapinchofsnuff,goodbye,goodbye!"squalledPolly,dancingonherperch,andclawingattheoldlady'scapasLaurietweakedhimintherear. "Holdyourtongue,youdisrespectfuloldbird!And,Jo,you'dbettergoatonce.Itisn'tpropertobegaddingaboutsolatewitharattlepatedboylike..." "Holdyourtongue,youdisrespectfuloldbird!"criedPolly,tumblingoffthechairwithabounce,andrunningtopeckthe'rattlepated'boy,whowasshakingwithlaughteratthelastspeech. "Idon'tthinkIcanbearit,butI'lltry,"thoughtAmy,asshewasleftalonewithAuntMarch. "Getalong,youfright!"screamedPolly,andatthatrudespeechAmycouldnotrestrainasniff.