PART 1
13. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
(continued)
"It seems so long to wait, so hard to do. I want to fly away
at once, as those swallows fly, and go in at that splendid gate."
"You'll get there, Beth, sooner or later, no fear of that,"
said Jo. "I'm the one that will have to fight and work, and climb
and wait, and maybe never get in after all."
"you'll have me for company, if that's any comfort. I shall
have to do a deal of traveling before I come in sight of your
Celestial City. If I arrive late, you'll say a good word for me,
won't you, Beth?"
Something in the boy's face troubled his little friend, but
she said cheerfully, with her quiet eyes on the changing clouds,
"If people really want to go, and really try all their lives, I
think they will get in, for I don't believe there are any locks
on that door or any guards at the gate. I always imagine it is
as it is in the picture, where the shining ones stretch out their
hands to welcome poor Christian as he comes up from the river.
"Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we
make could come true, and we could live in them?" said Jo, after
a little pause.
"I've made such quantities it would be hard to choose which
I'd have," said Laurie, lying flat and throwing cones at the
squirrel who had betrayed him.
"You'd have to take your favorite one. What is it?" asked
Meg.
"If I tell mine, will you tell yours?"
"Yes, if the girls will too."
"We will. Now, Laurie."
"After I'd seen as much of the world as I want to, I'd like
to settle in Germany and have just as much music as I choose. I'm
to be a famous musician myself, and all creation is to rush to hear
me. And I'm never to be bothered about money or business, but just
enjoy myself and live for what I like. That's my favorite castle.
What's yours, Meg?"
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