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Little Faithful

           "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.

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