`` Send a telegram saying I will come at once . The next train goes early in the morning . I 'll take that . '' `` What else ? The horses are ready . I can go anywhere , do anything , '' he said , looking ready to fly to the ends of the earth . `` Leave a note at Aunt March 's . Jo , give me that pen and paper . '' Tearing off the blank side of one of her newly copied pages , Jo drew the table before her mother , well knowing that money for the long , sad journey must be borrowed , and feeling as if she could do anything to add a little to the sum for her father . `` Now go , dear , but do n't kill yourself driving at a desperate pace . There is no need of that . '' Mrs. March 's warning was evidently thrown away , for five minutes later Laurie tore by the window on his own fleet horse , riding as if for his life . `` Jo , run to the rooms , and tell Mrs. King that I ca n't come . On the way get these things . I 'll put them down , they 'll be needed and I must go prepared for nursing . Hospital stores are not always good . Beth , go and ask Mr. Laurence for a couple of bottles of old wine . I 'm not too proud to beg for Father . He shall have the best of everything . Amy , tell Hannah to get down the black trunk , and Meg , come and help me find my things , for I 'm half bewildered . ''
Writing , thinking , and directing all at once might well bewilder the poor lady , and XXXXX begged her to sit quietly in her room for a little while , and let them work .
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