1 "Weathercock can without the wind," suggested Jo, as he paused for a simile.
2 The fresh winds blew away desponding doubts, delusive fancies, and moody mists.
3 I didn't forget to cover the holders, and I wind the clock and air the rooms every day.
4 The house was still as death, and nothing but the wailing of the wind broke the deep hush.
5 You are the gull, Jo, strong and wild, fond of the storm and the wind, flying far out to sea, and happy all alone.
6 Jo could not speak, and for several minutes there was no sound but the sigh of the wind and the lapping of the tide.
7 There was a long pause, while a blackbird sung blithely on the willow by the river, and the tall grass rustled in the wind.
8 The first of December was a wintry day indeed to them, for a bitter wind blew, snow fell fast, and the year seemed getting ready for its death.
9 Everyone scattered like leaves before a gust of wind, and the quiet, happy household was broken up as suddenly as if the paper had been an evil spell.
10 All day Jo and Meg hovered over her, watching, waiting, hoping, and trusting in God and Mother, and all day the snow fell, the bitter wind raged, and the hours dragged slowly by.
11 Boys go nutting, and I don't care to be bagged by them, returned Jo, pasting away at the kite which no wind that blows would ever carry up, for Daisy had tied herself on as a bob.
12 Mr. Davis had evidently taken his coffee too strong that morning, there was an east wind, which always affected his neuralgia, and his pupils had not done him the credit which he felt he deserved.
13 Anything you say, replies the shortsighted parent, preparing herself to sing, The Three Little Kittens half a dozen times over, or to take her family to Buy a penny bun, regardless of wind or limb.
14 "Let it go, it has done its duty, and I will haf a fresh one when I read all the brown book in which she keeps her little secrets," said Mr. Bhaer with a smile as he watched the fragments fly away on the wind.
15 "If Marmee shook her fist instead of kissing her hand to us, it would serve us right, for more ungrateful wretches than we are were never seen," cried Jo, taking a remorseful satisfaction in the snowy walk and bitter wind.
16 She wondered still more if her sister really guessed the hard truth, and what thoughts were passing through her mind during the long hours when she lay on the warm rocks with her head in Jo's lap, while the winds blew healthfully over her and the sea made music at her feet.
17 It was a rather pretty little picture, for the sisters sat together in the shady nook, with sun and shadow flickering over them, the aromatic wind lifting their hair and cooling their hot cheeks, and all the little wood people going on with their affairs as if these were no strangers but old friends.
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