INTRODUCTION
Christmas won’t be Christmas without any treats, pined Amy, lying on the Lullaby Bed.
It’s so dreadful to be poor! puffed Beth, looking across at her feline friend Laurie, sat handsomely on a chair.
I don’t think it’s fair for some females to have pretty things, and others to have nothing at all, sniffed Meg as she glanced at her nearly empty bowl.
We’ve got each other, growled Jo independently from her corner.
Despite having little themselves, the four females were playful and neighbourly in their approach to other creatures. They worked and waited, hoped and loved.
When the offerings were finally presented, they looked in rapturous amazement, but anything so fine as this was unheard-of since the departed days of plenty.
The four, who sat wagging gently away in the twilight, while the December snow fell quietly without, and the fire crackled cheerfully within.
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