1 Wear your ring, dear, and do your best.
2 Susie Perkins came to school today with a lovely red carnelian ring.
3 A sharp ring interrupted her, and a minute after Hannah came in with a letter.
4 And Amy tried on the blue ring with a delighted face and a firm resolve to earn it.
5 I wish my favorite playmate Kitty Bryant to have the blue silk apron and my gold-bead ring with a kiss.
6 I didn't envy her then, for I felt that millions of carnelian rings wouldn't have made me happy after that.
7 "I think it's been a pretty hard one," observed Amy, watching the light shine on her ring with thoughtful eyes.
8 Laurie sat turning the little ring on his finger, and Amy put the last touches to the hasty sketch she had been working at while she talked.
9 Go, dear, I forgot that you have any home but this, and Mrs. March pressed the white hand that wore the wedding ring, as if asking pardon for her maternal covetousness.
10 It's nothing but limes now, for everyone is sucking them in their desks in schooltime, and trading them off for pencils, bead rings, paper dolls, or something else, at recess.
11 Mr. and Mrs. March, Aunt and Uncle Carrol began it, others rapidly joined in, even Sallie Moffat, after a moment's hesitation, threw her train over her arm and whisked Ned into the ring.
12 She remembered that Laurie never spoke voluntarily of Jo, she recalled the shadow on his face just now, the change in his character, and the wearing of the little old ring which was no ornament to a handsome hand.
13 She only saw his chest rise and fall, with a long breath that might have been a sigh, and the hand that wore the ring nestled down into the grass, as if to hide something too precious or too tender to be spoken of.
14 When he had gone, she went to her little chapel, and sitting in the twilight, prayed for Beth, with streaming tears and an aching heart, feeling that a million turquoise rings would not console her for the loss of her gentle little sister.
15 She would like the relics of great people better, for I've seen her Napoleon's cocked hat and gray coat, his baby's cradle and his old toothbrush, also Marie Antoinette's little shoe, the ring of Saint Denis, Charlemagne's sword, and many other interesting things.
16 So busy was she on this day that she did not hear Laurie's ring nor see his face peeping in at her as she gravely promenaded to and fro, flirting her fan and tossing her head, on which she wore a great pink turban, contrasting oddly with her blue brocade dress and yellow quilted petticoat.
17 I also observe that she does not fret much nor look in the glass, and has not even mentioned a very pretty ring which she wears, so I conclude that she has learned to think of other people more and of herself less, and has decided to try and mold her character as carefully as she molds her little clay figures.
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