`` And Amy , what is she going to do ? '' asked Mrs. March , well pleased at Laurie 's decision and the energy with which he spoke . `` After doing the civil all round , and airing our best bonnet , we shall astonish you by the elegant hospitalities of our mansion , the brilliant society we shall draw about us , and the beneficial influence we shall exert over the world at large . That 's about it , is n't it , Madame Recamier ? '' asked Laurie with a quizzical look at Amy . `` Time will show . Come away , Impertinence , and do n't shock my family by calling me names before their faces , '' answered Amy , resolving that there should be a home with a good wife in it before she set up a salon as a queen of society . `` How happy those children seem together ! '' observed Mr. March , finding it difficult to become absorbed in his Aristotle after the young couple had gone . `` Yes , and I think it will last , '' added Mrs. March , with the restful expression of a pilot who has brought a ship safely into port . `` I know it will . Happy Amy ! '' and Jo sighed , then smiled brightly as Professor Bhaer opened the gate with an impatient push . Later in the evening , when his mind had been set at rest about the bootjack , Laurie said suddenly to his wife , `` Mrs. Laurence . '' `` My Lord ! '' `` That man intends to marry our Jo ! '' `` I hope so , do n't you , dear ? '' `` Well , my love , I consider him a trump , in the fullest sense of that expressive word , but I do wish he was a little younger and a good deal richer . '' `` Now , Laurie , do n't be too fastidious and worldly-minded . If they love one another it does n't matter a particle how old they are nor how poor .
Women never should marry for money ... '' XXXXX caught herself up short as the words escaped her , and looked at her husband , who replied , with malicious gravity ... `` Certainly not , though you do hear charming girls say that they intend to do it sometimes .
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