`` I know he is a good one , '' added Mrs. March , with decided approval , as she wound up the clock . `` I thought you 'd like him , '' was all Jo said , as she slipped away to her bed . She wondered what the business was that brought Mr. Bhaer to the city , and finally decided that he had been appointed to some great honor , somewhere , but had been too modest to mention the fact . If she had seen his face when , safe in his own room , he looked at the picture of a severe and rigid young lady , with a good deal of hair , who appeared to be gazing darkly into futurity , it might have thrown some light upon the subject , especially when he turned off the gas , and kissed the picture in the dark . CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR MY LORD AND LADY `` Please , Madam Mother , could you lend me my wife for half an hour ? The luggage has come , and I 've been making hay of Amy 's Paris finery , trying to find some things I want , '' said Laurie , coming in the next day to find Mrs. Laurence sitting in her mother 's lap , as if being made ` the baby ' again . `` Certainly . Go , dear , I forgot that you have any home but this , '' and Mrs. March pressed the white hand that wore the wedding ring , as if asking pardon for her maternal covetousness . `` I should n't have come over if I could have helped it , but I ca n't get on without my little woman any more than a. . . '' `` Weathercock can without the wind , '' suggested Jo , as he paused for a simile . Jo had grown quite her own saucy self again since Teddy came home . `` Exactly , for Amy keeps me pointing due west most of the time , with only an occasional whiffle round to the south , and I have n't had an easterly spell since I was married . Do n't know anything about the north , but am altogether salubrious and balmy , hey , my lady ? '' `` Lovely weather so far . I do n't know how long it will last , but I 'm not afraid of storms , for I 'm learning how to sail my ship . Come home , dear , and I 'll find your bootjack . I suppose that 's what you are rummaging after among my things . Men are so helpless , Mother , '' said Amy , with a matronly air , which delighted her husband . `` What are you going to do with yourselves after you get settled ? ''
asked XXXXX , buttoning Amy 's cloak as she used to button her pinafores .
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