CHAPTER FORTY-SEVENHARVEST TIME
For a year Jo and her Professor worked and waited, hoped and loved, met occasionally, and wrote such voluminous letters...
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
DAISY AND DEMI
I cannot feel that I have done my duty as humble historian of the March family, without devoting at least one chapter...
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
SURPRISES
Jo was alone in the twilight, lying on the old sofa, looking at the fire, and thinking. It was her favorite way of spending...