AweeklaterAmydidgetherreward，andpoorJofoundithardtobedelighted。AlettercamefromAuntCarrol，andMrs。
March’sfacewasilluminatedtosuchadegreewhenshereaditthatJoandBeth，whowerewithher，demandedwhatthegladtidingwere。
“AuntCarrolisgoingabroadnextmonth，andwants……“
“Metogowithher!“burstinJo，flyingoutofherchairinanuncontrollablerapture。
“No，dear，notyou。It’sAmy。“