For I would n't be idle , but do good , and make everyone love me dearly . '' `` Would n't you have a master for your castle in the air ? '' asked Laurie slyly . `` I said ` pleasant people ' , you know , '' and Meg carefully tied up her shoe as she spoke , so that no one saw her face . `` Why do n't you say you 'd have a splendid , wise , good husband and some angelic little children ? You know your castle would n't be perfect without , '' said blunt Jo , who had no tender fancies yet , and rather scorned romance , except in books . `` You 'd have nothing but horses , inkstands , and novels in yours , '' answered Meg petulantly . `` Would n't I though ? I 'd have a stable full of Arabian steeds , rooms piled high with books , and I 'd write out of a magic inkstand , so that my works should be as famous as Laurie 's music . I want to do something splendid before I go into my castle , something heroic or wonderful that wo n't be forgotten after I 'm dead . I do n't know what , but I 'm on the watch for it , and mean to astonish you all some day . I think I shall write books , and get rich and famous , that would suit me , so that is my favorite dream . '' `` Mine is to stay at home safe with Father and Mother , and help take care of the family , '' said Beth contentedly . `` Do n't you wish for anything else ? '' asked Laurie . `` Since I had my little piano , I am perfectly satisfied . I only wish we may all keep well and be together , nothing else . '' `` I have ever so many wishes , but the pet one is to be an artist , and go to Rome , and do fine pictures , and be the best artist in the whole world , '' was Amy 's modest desire . `` We 're an ambitious set , are n't we ? Every one of us , but Beth , wants to be rich and famous , and gorgeous in every respect .
I do wonder if any of us will ever get our wishes , '' said XXXXX , chewing grass like a meditative calf .
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