PART 1
2. CHAPTER TWO
 (continued)
"There's Mother.  Hide the basket, quick!" cried Jo, as a door
 slammed and steps sounded in the hall. 
Amy came in hastily, and looked rather abashed when she saw
 her sisters all waiting for her. 
"Where have you been, and what are you hiding behind you?"
 asked Meg, surprised to see, by her hood and cloak, that lazy Amy
 had been out so early. 
"Don't laugh at me, Jo!  I didn't mean anyone should know till
 the time came.  I only meant to change the little bottle for a big
 one, and I gave all my money to get it, and I'm truly trying not
 to be selfish any more." 
As she spoke, Amy showed the handsome flask which replaced
 the cheap one, and looked so earnest and humble in her little
 effort to forget herself that Meg hugged her on the spot, and Jo
 pronounced her `a trump', while Beth ran to the window, and picked
 her finest rose to ornament the stately bottle. 
"You see I felt ashamed of my present, after reading and talking
 about being good this morning, so I ran round the corner and changed
 it the minute I was up, and I'm so glad, for mine is the handsomest
 now." 
Another bang of the street door sent the basket under the sofa, 
 and the girls to the table, eager for breakfast. 
"Merry Christmas, Marmee!  Many of them!  Thank you for our
 books.  We read some, and mean to every day," they all cried in
 chorus.
 "Merry Christmas, little daughters!  I'm glad you began at
 once, and hope you will keep on.  But I want to say one word
 before we sit down.  Not far away from here lies a poor woman
 with a little newborn baby.  Six children are huddled into one bed
 to keep from freezing, for they have no fire.  There is nothing to
 eat over there, and the oldest boy came to tell me they were
 suffering hunger and cold.  My girls, will you give them your
 breakfast as a Christmas present?" 
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