Are you crying about father ? '' `` No , not now . '' `` What then ? '' `` My ... My hair ! '' burst out poor Jo , trying vainly to smother her emotion in the pillow . It did not seem at all comical to Meg , who kissed and caressed the afflicted heroine in the tenderest manner . `` I 'm not sorry , '' protested Jo , with a choke . `` I 'd do it again tomorrow , if I could . It 's only the vain part of me that goes and cries in this silly way . Do n't tell anyone , it 's all over now . I thought you were asleep , so I just made a little private moan for my one beauty . How came you to be awake ? '' `` I ca n't sleep , I 'm so anxious , '' said Meg . `` Think about something pleasant , and you 'll soon drop off . '' `` I tried it , but felt wider awake than ever . '' `` What did you think of ? '' `` Handsome faces -- eyes particularly , '' answered Meg , smiling to herself in the dark . `` What color do you like best ? '' `` Brown , that is , sometimes . Blue are lovely . ''
Jo laughed , and XXXXX sharply ordered her not to talk , then amiably promised to make her hair curl , and fell asleep to dream of living in her castle in the air .
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