'Twenty-five dollars!' said Mrs March. 'My dear, where did you get it?'
Jo took off her hat. 'Your hair, your beautiful hair!' cried Amy. All
Jo's lovely, thick, long hair was cut short. 'Jo, how could you?' cried
Meg. 'My dear girl, there was no need for this,' said Mrs March. 'She
doesn't look like my Jo, but I love her dearly for doing it!' said Beth,
and began to cry. 'Don't cry, Beth,' said Jo. 'I wanted to do something
for Father, and selling my hair was the only thing I could think of
doing. I'II soon have a curly head again, which will be short and easy
to keep tidy.'
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