`` I 'm always glad to see you , sir . '' In her anxiety to keep her voice quite calm , Jo made it rather cool , and the frosty little monosyllable at the end seemed to chill the Professor , for his smile vanished , as he said gravely ... `` I thank you , and come one more time before I go . '' `` You are going , then ? '' `` I haf no longer any business here , it is done . '' `` Successfully , I hope ? '' said Jo , for the bitterness of disappointment was in that short reply of his . `` I ought to think so , for I haf a way opened to me by which I can make my bread and gif my Junglings much help . '' `` Tell me , please ! I like to know all about the -- the boys , '' said Jo eagerly . `` That is so kind , I gladly tell you . My friends find for me a place in a college , where I teach as at home , and earn enough to make the way smooth for Franz and Emil . For this I should be grateful , should I not ? '' `` Indeed you should . How splendid it will be to have you doing what you like , and be able to see you often , and the boys ! '' cried Jo , clinging to the lads as an excuse for the satisfaction she could not help betraying . `` Ah ! But we shall not meet often , I fear , this place is at the West . '' `` So far away ! '' and Jo left her skirts to their fate , as if it did n't matter now what became of her clothes or herself . Mr. Bhaer could read several languages , but he had not learned to read women yet .
He flattered himself that he knew XXXXX pretty well , and was , therefore , much amazed by the contradictions of voice , face , and manner , which she showed him in rapid succession that day , for she was in half a dozen different moods in the course of half an hour .
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