`` Nothing . It 's dull as tombs up here . '' `` Do n't you read ? '' `` Not much . They wo n't let me . '' `` Ca n't somebody read to you ? '' `` Grandpa does sometimes , but my books do n't interest him , and I hate to ask Brooke all the time . '' `` Have someone come and see you then . '' `` There is n't anyone I 'd like to see . Boys make such a row , and my head is weak . '' `` Is n't there some nice girl who 'd read and amuse you ? Girls are quiet and like to play nurse . '' `` Do n't know any . '' `` You know us , '' began Jo , then laughed and stopped . `` So I do ! Will you come , please ? '' cried Laurie . `` I 'm not quiet and nice , but I 'll come , if Mother will let me . I 'll go ask her . Shut the window , like a good boy , and wait till I come . ''
With that , XXXXX shouldered her broom and marched into the house , wondering what they would all say to her .
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