“Idothinkitwasthemostfortunatethingintheworldthatthosechildrenshouldhavethemeaslesjustnow，“saidMeg，oneAprilday，asshestoodpackingthe`goabroady’trunkinherroom，surroundedbyhersisters。
“AndsoniceofAnnieMoffatnottoforgetherpromise。A
wholefortnightoffunwillberegularlysplendid，“repliedJo，lookinglikeawindmillasshefoldedskirtswithherlongarms。
“Andsuchlovelyweather，I’msogladofthat，“addedBeth，tidilysortingneckandhairribbonsinherbestbox，lentforthegreatoccasion。
“IwishIwasgoingtohaveafinetimeandwearallthesenicethings，“saidAmywithhermouthfullofpins，assheartisticallyreplenishedhersister’scushion。