"Bless your heart, child, it's to keep you well. You don't want to be sick, do you?""No, I'm sure I don't, but I dare say I shall be, for I've been with Beth all the time.""That's the very reason you ought to go away at once, so that you may escape it. Change of air and care will keep you well, Idare say, or if it does not entirely, you will have the fever more lightly. I advise you to be off as soon as you can, for scarlet fever is no joke, miss.""But it's dull at Aunt March's, and she is so cross," said Amy, looking rather frightened.
"It won't be dull with me popping; in every day to tell you how Beth is, and take you out gallivanting. The old lady likes me, and I'll be as sweet as possible to her, so she won't peck at us, whatever we do.""Will you take me out in the trotting wagon with Puck?""On my honor as a gentleman."
"And come every single day?"
"See if I don't/"
"And bring me back the minute Beth is well?"
"The identical minute."
"And go to the theater, truly?"
"A dozen theaters, if we may."
"Well--I guess I will," said Amy slowly.
"Good girl! Call Meg, and tell her you'll give in," said Laurie, with an approving pat, which annoyed Amy more than the `giving in'.