`` 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 , Jo shouldered her broom and marched into the house , wondering what they would all say to her . Laurie was in a flutter of excitement at the idea of having company , and flew about to get ready , for as Mrs. March said , he was ' a little gentleman ' , and did honor to the coming guest by brushing his curly pate , putting on a fresh color , and trying to tidy up the room , which in spite of half a dozen servants , was anything but neat . Presently there came a loud ring , than a decided voice , asking for ` Mr. Laurie ' , and a surprised-looking servant came running up to announce a young lady .
`` All right , show her up , it 's Miss Jo , '' said Laurie , going to the door of his little parlor to meet XXXXX , who appeared , looking rosy and quite at her ease , with a covered dish in one hand and Beth 's three kittens in the other .
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