Little Women - 912 Freedom Library

Little WomenCHAPTER FORTY-SEVENFor a year Jo and her Professor worked and waited,hoped and loved, met occasionally, and wrote suchvoluminous letters that the rise in the price of paper wasaccounted for, Laurie said. The second year began rathersoberly, for their prospects did not brighten, and AuntMarch died suddenly. But when their first sorrow wasover—for they loved the old lady in spite of her sharptongue—they found they had cause for rejoicing, for shehad left Plumfield to Jo, which made all sorts of joyfulthings possible.‘It’s a fine old place, and will bring a handsome sum,for of course you intend to sell it,’ said Laurie, as theywere all talking the matter over some weeks later.‘No, I don’t,’ was Jo’s decided answer, as she petted thefat poodle, whom she had adopted, out of respect to hisformer mistress.‘You don’t mean to live there?’‘Yes, I do.’‘But, my dear girl, it’s an immense house, and will takea power of money to keep it in order. The garden and844 of 861