From Jo imagining there's no reason for her to not take evening walks just because she runs into Professor Bhaer astonishingly often to her wandering around the counting houses and banks, it's funny and sweet and believable.
Honestly, this is one of the best proposals ever, with both of them muddy, the rain, the ruined bonnet and limp hatbrim... it's one of the most ceaselessly unromantic proposal situations ever, and I love it. Especially since "[p]assers-by probably thought them a pair of harmless lunatics" (p. 424), which I find adorable.
|From the 1978 version|
...she felt that, though it was too late to save her heart, she might her bonnet (p. 420).
"Thank Gott, we Germans believe in sentiment, and keep ourselves young mit it" (p. 425).
Jo never, never would learn to be proper, for when he said that as they stood upon the steps, she just put both hands into his, whispering tenderly, "Not empty now," and stooping down, kissed her Friedrich under the umbrella (p. 430).
Possible Discussion Questions:
Why do you think Jo tore up the poem Professor Bhaer had taken his hope from?