She has not received a single present and I 'm sure she feels lonely . Just think how we would feel if we were in her place . '' `` That is true , '' said Olive thoughtfully . `` Do you know , girls , this evening I went to her room with a message from Mrs. Pickrell , and I do believe she had been crying . Her room looked dreadfully bare and cheerless , too . I think she is very poor . What are we to do , Jean ? '' `` Let us each give her something nice . We can put the things just outside of her door so that she will see them whenever she opens it . I 'll give her some of Fred 's roses too , and I 'll write a Christmassy letter in my very best style to go with them , '' said Jean , warming up to her ideas as she talked . The other girls caught her spirit and entered into the plan with enthusiasm . `` Splendid ! '' cried Beth . `` Jean , it is an inspiration , sure enough . Have n't we been horribly selfish -- thinking of nothing but our own gifts and fun and pleasure ? I really feel ashamed . '' `` Let us do the thing up the very best way we can , '' said Nellie , forgetting even her beloved chocolates in her eagerness . `` The shops are open yet . Let us go up town and invest . '' Five minutes later five capped and jacketed figures were scurrying up the street in the frosty , starlit December dusk .
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