You'll give me your advice if I get in a muddle, won't you ?" asked Jo, rather hurt.
"Yes, but I don't know much, except about bread and a few trifles.

You had better ask Mother's leave before you order anything," returned Meg prudently.
"Of course I shall.

I'm not a fool." And Jo went off in a huff at the doubts expressed of her powers.
"Get what you like, and don't disturb me.

I'm going out to dinner and can't worry about things at home," said Mrs.March, when Jo spoke to her.

"I never enjoyed housekeeping, and I'm going to take a vacation today, and read, write, go visiting, and amuse myself." The unusual spectacle of her busy mother rocking comfortably and reading early in the morning made Jo feel as if some unnatural phenomenon had occurred, for an eclipse, an earthquake, or a volcanic eruption would hardly have seemed stranger.
"Everything is out of sorts, somehow," she said to herself, going downstairs.