`` You know something about it , and you 'd better tell at once , or I 'll make you . '' And Jo gave her a slight shake . `` Scold as much as you like , you 'll never see your silly old book again , '' cried Amy , getting excited in her turn . `` Why not ? '' `` I burned it up . '' `` What ! My little book I was so fond of , and worked over , and meant to finish before Father got home ? Have you really burned it ? '' said Jo , turning very pale , while her eyes kindled and her hands clutched Amy nervously . `` Yes , I did ! I told you I 'd make you pay for being so cross yesterday , and I have , so ... '' Amy got no farther , for Jo 's hot temper mastered her , and she shook Amy till her teeth chattered in her head , crying in a passion of grief and anger ... `` You wicked , wicked girl ! I never can write it again , and I 'll never forgive you as long as I live . '' Meg flew to rescue Amy , and Beth to pacify Jo , but Jo was quite beside herself , and with a parting box on her sister 's ear , she rushed out of the room up to the old sofa in the garret , and finished her fight alone . The storm cleared up below , for Mrs. March came home , and , having heard the story , soon brought Amy to a sense of the wrong she had done her sister . Jo 's book was the pride of her heart , and was regarded by her family as a literary sprout of great promise . It was only half a dozen little fairy tales , but Jo had worked over them patiently , putting her whole heart into her work , hoping to make something good enough to print . She had just copied them with great care , and had destroyed the old manuscript , so that Amy 's bonfire had consumed the loving work of several years . It seemed a small loss to others , but to Jo it was a dreadful calamity , and she felt that it never could be made up to her . Beth mourned as for a departed kitten , and Meg refused to defend her pet . Mrs. March looked grave and grieved , and Amy felt that no one would love her till she had asked pardon for the act which she now regretted more than any of them .
When the tea bell rang , Jo appeared , looking so grim and unapproachable that it took all XXXXX 's courage to say meekly ... `` Please forgive me , Jo .
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