He never talks about dead things or things that are ill.  "Then tha' must have bewitched him!" decided Martha,drawing a long breath.  He threw himself into a passion an' he said he'dlooked at him because he was going to be a hunchback.

猟壓咥   "Can he do that?" he asked eagerly.  "You can't if you stay in a room, " said Mary.  He had rubies and emeralds and diamonds stuck all over him..

  He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them.  "Tell me some more about him," he said.  "Mother says there's no reason why any child should livethat gets no fresh air an' doesn't do nothin' but lieon his back an' read picture-books an' take medicine..

  "If Mrs. Medlock finds out, she'll think I broke ordersand told thee and I shall be packed back to mother.""He is not going to tell Mrs. Medlock anything about it yet.  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  "I am afraid there has been too much excitement.  He'd been readin' in a paper about people gettin'  Th' doctors thought he'd have to be put in a 'sylum.  "Thousands of lovely things grow on it and there arethousands of little creatures all busy building nestsand making holes and burrows and chippering or singingor squeaking to each other. They are so busy and havingsuch fun under the earth or in the trees or heather..

  There's not a servant on the place tha'd dare to talk--theyall have their orders.""Nobody told her anything," said Colin. "She heardme crying and found me herself. I am glad she came.  said he'd got it an' then a new gardener as didn'tknow th' rules passed by an' looked at him curious.  And we began to ask each other questions. And when I askedhim if I must go away he said I must not.""Th' world's comin' to a end!" gasped Martha..

  "Has Medlock to do what I please?""Everybody has, sir," said Martha.After another week of rain the high arch of blue skyappeared again and the sun which poured down was quite hot.  He'd been out of his head an' she was talkin' to th'. read more

  "Don't you?" he said.  "I should be excited if she kept away," answered Colin,his eyes beginning to look dangerously sparkling.  He's weak and hates th' trouble o' bein' taken out o'.

  "What does it mean?"Then Mary was reminded of the boy Rajah again.  And then he lay back on his cushion and was still, as ifhe were thinking. And there was quite a long silence.  "I don't know what to do!" cried agitated Martha..

  Excitement is not good for you, my boy," he said.  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary.  Th' minute she was gone he called me to him an' says, `I wantMary Lennox to come and talk to me, and remember you'renot to tell any one.' You'd better go as quick as you can."Mary was quite willing to go quickly. She did not wantto see Colin as much as she wanted to see Dickon;but she wanted to see him very much.

  "Do you know there is one thing we have never oncethought of," he said. "We are cousins."It seemed so queer that they had talked so much and neverremembered this simple thing that they laughed more than ever,because they had got into the humor to laugh at anything.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'  "If they wished I would," she said, "I wouldn't. Whowishes you would?""The servants--and of course Dr. Craven because he wouldget Misselthwaite and be rich instead of poor. He daren'tsay so, but he always looks cheerful when I am worse..

  "Oh, I've heard it ever since I remember," he answered crossly.  He cried himself into a fever an' was ill all night.""If he ever gets angry at me, I'll never go and seehim again," said Mary.  The nurse was just going to give up the case because shew.

  stop talkin'.'""Do you think he will die?" asked Mary.  And then he turned round and stared at me. And he thoughtI was a ghost or a dream and I thought perhaps he was.  nurse, thinkin' he didn't know nothin', an' she said,`He'll die this time sure enough, an' best thing for him an'. read more

  "If they wished I would," she said, "I wouldn't. Whowishes you would?""The servants--and of course Dr. Craven because he wouldget Misselthwaite and be rich instead of poor. He daren'tsay so, but he always looks cheerful when I am worse.  "But"--thinking the matter over--"he looked better thismorning before she came into the room.""She came into the room last night. She stayed with mea long time. She sang a Hindustani song to me and itmade me go to sleep," said Colin. "I was better when Iwakened up. I wanted my breakfast. I want my tea now.  There's not a servant on the place tha'd dare to talk--theyall have their orders.""Nobody told her anything," said Colin. "She heardme crying and found me herself. I am glad she came..

  "He's th' worst young nowt as ever was!" said Martha.  "You might--sometime."He moved as if he were startled.  "It's as if tha'd walked straight into a lion's den..

  "Tell me some more about him," he said.  He has such round blue eyes and they are so wide open withlooking about. And he laughs such a big laugh with his widemouth--and his cheeks are as red--as red as cherries."She pulled her stool nearer to the sofa and her expressionquite changed at the remembrance of the wide curving mouthand wide open eyes.  He keeps them secret so that other boys won't find their holesand frighten them. He knows about everything that growsor lives on the moor.""Does he like the moor?" said Colin. "How can hewhen it's such a great, bare, dreary place?""It's the most beautiful place," protested Mary.  "Do you know there is one thing we have never oncethought of," he said. "We are cousins."It seemed so queer that they had talked so much and neverremembered this simple thing that they laughed more than ever,because they had got into the humor to laugh at anything.  "Good Lord!" exclaimed poor Mrs. Medlock with her eyesalmost starting out of her head. "Good Lord!""What is this?" said Dr. Craven, coming forward.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned..

  Everybody had to do everything he told them--in a minute.  He's always looking up in the sky to watch birds flying--orlooking down at the earth to see something growing.  She did not feel very sympathetic. She felt rather as if healmost boasted about it.  "I'll send her away if she dares to say a word about sucha thing," said Master Craven grandly. "She wouldn'tlike that, I can tell you.""Thank you, sir," bobbing a curtsy, "I want to do my duty, sir.""What I want is your duty" said Colin more grandly still.  There was a bright fire on the hearth when she enteredhis room, and in the daylight she saw it was a verybeautiful room indeed. There were rich colors in therugs and hangings and pictures and books on the wallswhich made it look glowing and comfortable even in spiteof the gray sky and falling rain. Colin looked ratherlike a picture himself. He was wrapped in a velvetdressing-gown and sat against a big brocaded cushion.  He cried himself into a fever an' was ill all night.""If he ever gets angry at me, I'll never go and seehim again," said Mary.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'  "He says Mrs. Medlock must. And he wants me to come and talkto him every day. And you are to tell me when he wants me.""Me!" said Martha; "I shall lose my place--I shall for sure!""You can't if you are doing what he wants you to doand everybody is ordered to obey him," Mary argued.  He knows us daren't call our souls our own.""He wasn't vexed," said Mary. "I asked him if I should goaway and he made me stay. He asked me questions and Isat on a big footstool and talked to him about Indiaand about the robin and gardens. He wouldn't let me go..

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I  He sat down by Colin and felt his pulse.  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary.  It's their world.""How do you know all that?" said Colin, turning on hiselbow to look at her.  "You might--sometime."He moved as if he were startled.  "I should be excited if she kept away," answered Colin,his eyes beginning to look dangerously sparkling.  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary..

  "But he doesn't call it Magic. He says it's because helives on the moor so much and he knows their ways. He sayshe feels sometimes as if he was a bird or a rabbit himself,he likes them so. I think he asked the robin questions.  Mary was silent for a minute and then she said something bold.  Colin answered as if neither the doctor's alarm norMrs. Medlock's terror were of the slightest consequence.  "Well, tha' has bewitched him," she said. "He's up on hissofa with his picture-books. He's told the nurse to stayaway until six o'clock. I'm to wait in the next room.Chapter 15 Nest Building  "What is the matter with him?" asked Mary..

  He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them.  "He does look rather better, sir," ventured Mrs. Medlock.  "Do you know there is one thing we have never oncethought of," he said. "We are cousins."It seemed so queer that they had talked so much and neverremembered this simple thing that they laughed more than ever,because they had got into the humor to laugh at anything.  "You don't know how frightened Martha is. She saysMrs. Medlock will think she told me about you and then shewill be sent away."He frowned.  Th' minute she was gone he called me to him an' says, `I wantMary Lennox to come and talk to me, and remember you'renot to tell any one.' You'd better go as quick as you can."Mary was quite willing to go quickly. She did not wantto see Colin as much as she wanted to see Dickon;but she wanted to see him very much.  him lyin' down and not lettin' him walk. Once they madehim wear a brace but he fretted so he was downright ill..

  "I am afraid there has been too much excitement.m--but tha'll get mein trouble. I shall lose my place and what'll mother do!""You won't lose your place," said Mary. "He was glad I came.  "Does tha' mean to say," cried Martha with wide open eyes,"that he was nice to thee!""I think he almost liked me," Mary answered.  "If they wished I would," she said, "I wouldn't. Whowishes you would?""The servants--and of course Dr. Craven because he wouldget Misselthwaite and be rich instead of poor. He daren'tsay so, but he always looks cheerful when I am worse.  "Does tha' mean to say," cried Martha with wide open eyes,"that he was nice to thee!""I think he almost liked me," Mary answered.  "What are you thinking about?""I am thinking about two things.""What are they? Sit down and tell me.""This is the first one," said Mary, seating herself on thebig stool. "Once in India I saw a boy who was a Rajah..

  Tell me about Rajahs."  He's had coughs an' colds that's nearly killed him twoor three times. Once he had rheumatic fever an' once hehad typhoid. Eh! Mrs. Medlock did get a fright then.  "Nobody knows for sure and certain," said Martha.  There's not a servant on the place tha'd dare to talk--theyall have their orders.""Nobody told her anything," said Colin. "She heardme crying and found me herself. I am glad she came.  "It's as if tha'd walked straight into a lion's den.  "Oh, I've heard it ever since I remember," he answered crossly..

  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  Then a big doctor came to see him an' made them take it off.  I think they would have been killed if they hadn't.""I shall make you tell me about Rajahs presently," he said,"but first tell me what the second thing was.""I was thinking," said Mary, "how different you arefrom Dickon.""Who is Dickon?" he said. "What a queer name!"She might as well tell him, she thought she could talkabout Dickon without mentioning the secret garden. She hadliked to hear Martha talk about him. Besides, she longedto talk about him. It would seem to bring him nearer.  "You don't know how frightened Martha is. She saysMrs. Medlock will think she told me about you and then shewill be sent away."He frowned.  "They are always whispering about it and thinkingI don't notice. They wish I would, too."Mistress Mary felt quite contrary. She pinched herlips together.  He's had coughs an' colds that's nearly killed him twoor three times. Once he had rheumatic fever an' once hehad typhoid. Eh! Mrs. Medlock did get a fright then.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.  Tell nurse, Medlock."Dr. Craven did not stay very long. He talked to the nursefor a few minutes when she came into the room and said a fewwords of warning to Colin. He must not talk too much;he must not forget that he was ill; he must not forgetthat he was very easily tired. Mary thought that thereseemed to be a number of uncomfortable things he was notto forget.  "But"--thinking the matter over--"he looked better thismorning before she came into the room.""She came into the room last night. She stayed with mea long time. She sang a Hindustani song to me and itmade me go to sleep," said Colin. "I was better when Iwakened up. I wanted my breakfast. I want my tea now.. read more

  "Then tha' must have bewitched him!" decided Martha,drawing a long breath.  Colin answered as if neither the doctor's alarm norMrs. Medlock's terror were of the slightest consequence.  Perhaps they were both of them thinking strange thingschildren do not usually think. "I like the grand doctorfrom London, because he made them take the iron thing off,"said Mary at last "Did he say you were going to die?""No.".  We talked and talked and he said he was glad I came.""Was he?" cried Martha. "Art tha' sure? Tha'  "Nobody knows for sure and certain," said Martha.  "You don't know how frightened Martha is. She saysMrs. Medlock will think she told me about you and then shewill be sent away."He frowned.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.  "What does it mean?"Then Mary was reminded of the boy Rajah again.  He's always looking up in the sky to watch birds flying--orlooking down at the earth to see something growing..

  "It's as if tha'd walked straight into a lion's den.  "And he says everybody is obliged to do as he pleases.""Aye, that's true enough--th' bad lad!" sighed Martha,wiping her forehead with her apron.  "I want to forget it," he said at last. "She makes meforget it. That is why I want her."Dr. Craven did not look happy when he left the room.  "What does it mean?"Then Mary was reminded of the boy Rajah again.  That made Colin turn and look at her again.  That made Colin turn and look at her again.  He'd been readin' in a paper about people gettin'  He cried himself into a fever an' was ill all night.""If he ever gets angry at me, I'll never go and seehim again," said Mary.  I think they would have been killed if they hadn't.""I shall make you tell me about Rajahs presently," he said,"but first tell me what the second thing was.""I was thinking," said Mary, "how different you arefrom Dickon.""Who is Dickon?" he said. "What a queer name!"She might as well tell him, she thought she could talkabout Dickon without mentioning the secret garden. She hadliked to hear Martha talk about him. Besides, she longedto talk about him. It would seem to bring him nearer..

  "You don't know how frightened Martha is. She saysMrs. Medlock will think she told me about you and then shewill be sent away."He frowned.  "Why do you look at me like that?" he asked her.  "Go and tell her to come here," he said. "She isin the next room."Mary went and brought her back. Poor Martha was shakingin her shoes. Colin was still frowning.  They had looked at the splendid books and pictures andsometimes Mary had read things to Colin, and sometimes hehad read a little to her. When he was amused and interestedshe thought he scarcely looked like an invalid at all,except that his face was so colorless and he was alwayson the sofa.  somethin' he called `rose cold' an' he began to sneeze an'  She did not feel very sympathetic. She felt rather as if healmost boasted about it.  That made Colin turn and look at her again.  And then he turned round and stared at me. And he thoughtI was a ghost or a dream and I thought perhaps he was.  He was as little disturbed or frightened as if an elderlycat and dog had walked into the room..

  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  house to set any child wrong. They was afraid his backwas weak an' they've always been takin' care of it--keepin'  "Thousands of lovely things grow on it and there arethousands of little creatures all busy building nestsand making holes and burrows and chippering or singingor squeaking to each other. They are so busy and havingsuch fun under the earth or in the trees or heather.  He has such round blue eyes and they are so wide open withlooking about. And he laughs such a big laugh with his widemouth--and his cheeks are as red--as red as cherries."She pulled her stool nearer to the sofa and her expressionquite changed at the remembrance of the wide curving mouthand wide open eyes.  somethin' he called `rose cold' an' he began to sneeze an'  "I want to forget it," he said at last. "She makes meforget it. That is why I want her."Dr. Craven did not look happy when he left the room.  And they laughed so that in the end they were makingas much noise as if they had been two ordinary healthynatural ten-year-old creatures--instead of a hard, little,unloving girl and a sickly boy who believed that he was going todie.  Colin looked fretful and kept his strange black-lashedeyes fixed on Dr. Craven's face.  He's had coughs an' colds that's nearly killed him twoor three times. Once he had rheumatic fever an' once hehad typhoid. Eh! Mrs. Medlock did get a fright then..

  "And he knows where foxes and badgers and otters live.Chapter 15 Nest Building  He keeps them secret so that other boys won't find their holesand frighten them. He knows about everything that growsor lives on the moor.""Does he like the moor?" said Colin. "How can hewhen it's such a great, bare, dreary place?""It's the most beautiful place," protested Mary.  He's always looking up in the sky to watch birds flying--orlooking down at the earth to see something growing.  "I'll take care of you. Now go away."When the door closed behind Martha, Colin found MistressMary gazing at him as if he had set her wondering.  "I am afraid there has been too much excitement.  The nurse was just going to give up the case because shew  He wouldn't set eyes on th' baby. He just raved and saidit'd be another hunchback like him and it'd better die.""Is Colin a hunchback?" Mary asked. "He didn't looklike one.""He isn't yet," said Martha. "But he began all wrong.  They enjoyed themselves so much that they forgot thepictures and they forgot about the time. They had beenlaughing quite loudly over Ben Weatherstaff and his robin,and Colin was actually sitting up as if he had forgottenabout his weak back, when he suddenly remembered something.  "I have to do what you please, sir," Martha faltered,turning quite red.  "I can scarcely believe thee!" she protested.  "I dare say th' nurse wants me to stay with him a bit,"she said. "I hope he's in a good temper."She was out of the room about ten minutes and then shecame back with a puzzled expression..

  "I am better. She makes me better. The nurse must bring upher tea with mine. We will have tea together."Mrs. Medlock and Dr. Craven looked at each other in atroubled way, but there was evidently nothing to be done.  He cried himself into a fever an' was ill all night.""If he ever gets angry at me, I'll never go and seehim again," said Mary.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'  "If they wished I would," she said, "I wouldn't. Whowishes you would?""The servants--and of course Dr. Craven because he wouldget Misselthwaite and be rich instead of poor. He daren'tsay so, but he always looks cheerful when I am worse.  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.. read more

2015 4:30 am   Dr. Craven started in actual alarm and Mrs. Medlock almostfell back because he had accidentally bumped against her.  "I have never been there once, really," said Marysuddenly remembering. "I only drove over it in the dark.  "And he knows where foxes and badgers and otters live..

  "I won't say as he hasn't been ill a good bit.Chapter 15 Nest Building  "Have you to do what I please or have you not?" he demanded.  Colin looked fretful and kept his strange black-lashedeyes fixed on Dr. Craven's face.  The nurse was just going to give up the case because shew  They enjoyed themselves so much that they forgot thepictures and they forgot about the time. They had beenlaughing quite loudly over Ben Weatherstaff and his robin,and Colin was actually sitting up as if he had forgottenabout his weak back, when he suddenly remembered something.  "I won't say as he hasn't been ill a good bit.  Excitement is not good for you, my boy," he said.  somethin' he called `rose cold' an' he began to sneeze an'

  He'd been readin' in a paper about people gettin'  "I should be excited if she kept away," answered Colin,his eyes beginning to look dangerously sparkling.  Everybody had to do everything he told them--in a minute.  They had looked at the splendid books and pictures andsometimes Mary had read things to Colin, and sometimes hehad read a little to her. When he was amused and interestedshe thought he scarcely looked like an invalid at all,except that his face was so colorless and he was alwayson the sofa.  "Mr. Craven went off his head like when he was born.  Th' doctors thought he'd have to be put in a 'sylum..

  "Come in," he said. "I've been thinking about youall morning.""I've been thinking about you, too," answered Mary.  "You can't if you stay in a room, " said Mary.  "He'll have thee if he wants thee," said Martha.  "And he says everybody is obliged to do as he pleases.""Aye, that's true enough--th' bad lad!" sighed Martha,wiping her forehead with her apron.  Everybody had to do everything he told them--in a minute.  him lyin' down and not lettin' him walk. Once they madehim wear a brace but he fretted so he was downright ill..

  "If they wished I would," she said, "I wouldn't. Whowishes you would?""The servants--and of course Dr. Craven because he wouldget Misselthwaite and be rich instead of poor. He daren'tsay so, but he always looks cheerful when I am worse.  "Go on the moor! How could I? I am going to die.""How do you know?" said Mary unsympathetically.  "I'll send her away if she dares to say a word about sucha thing," said Master Craven grandly. "She wouldn'tlike that, I can tell you.""Thank you, sir," bobbing a curtsy, "I want to do my duty, sir.""What I want is your duty" said Colin more grandly still.  "Tha' may as well know that at th' start."Very soon afterward a bell rang and she rolled upher knitting.  "Go and tell her to come here," he said. "She isin the next room."Mary went and brought her back. Poor Martha was shakingin her shoes. Colin was still frowning.  Colin looked fretful and kept his strange black-lashedeyes fixed on Dr. Craven's face.  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them.  "Thousands of lovely things grow on it and there arethousands of little creatures all busy building nestsand making holes and burrows and chippering or singingor squeaking to each other. They are so busy and havingsuch fun under the earth or in the trees or heather..

2017 5:44 am   We talked and talked and he said he was glad I came.""Was he?" cried Martha. "Art tha' sure? Tha'  "Well, tha' has bewitched him," she said. "He's up on hissofa with his picture-books. He's told the nurse to stayaway until six o'clock. I'm to wait in the next room.  "I am better. She makes me better. The nurse must bring upher tea with mine. We will have tea together."Mrs. Medlock and Dr. Craven looked at each other in atroubled way, but there was evidently nothing to be done.  I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.  Tell me about Rajahs.". read more

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  "You can't if you stay in a room, " said Mary.  He's always looking up in the sky to watch birds flying--orlooking down at the earth to see something growing.  "He does look rather better, sir," ventured Mrs. Medlock..

  And it was so queer being there alone together in themiddle of the night and not knowing about each other.  He'd been readin' in a paper about people gettin'  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'  "I should be excited if she kept away," answered Colin,his eyes beginning to look dangerously sparkling.  When I had typhoid fever his face got quite fat. I thinkmy father wishes it, too.""I don't believe he does," said Mary quite obstinately.  "Oh, I've heard it ever since I remember," he answered crossly.  He cried himself into a fever an' was ill all night.""If he ever gets angry at me, I'll never go and seehim again," said Mary.  "You are a sly young one to listen and get out of yourbed to go following things up like you did that night,"Mrs. Medlock said once. "But there's no saying it'snot been a sort of blessing to the lot of us. He's nothad a tantrum or a whining fit since you made friends.After another week of rain the high arch of blue skyappeared again and the sun which poured down was quite hot.  He knows us daren't call our souls our own.""He wasn't vexed," said Mary. "I asked him if I should goaway and he made me stay. He asked me questions and Isat on a big footstool and talked to him about Indiaand about the robin and gardens. He wouldn't let me go.  He never talks about dead things or things that are ill.  He gave a puzzled glance at the little girl sitting onthe large stool. She had become a stiff, silent childagain as soon as he entered and he could not see whatthe attraction was. The boy actually did look brighter,however--and he sighed rather heavily as he went downthe corridor..

  "Then tha' must have bewitched him!" decided Martha,drawing a long breath.  "Oh, sir" she panted. "I don't know how it's happened.  He said, 'The lad might live if he would make up his mindto it. Put him in the humor.' It sounded as if he wasin a temper.""I'll tell you who would put you in the humor, perhaps,"said Mary reflecting. She felt as if she would like thisthing to be settled one way or the other. "I believeDickon would. He's always talking about live things.  There's not a servant on the place tha'd dare to talk--theyall have their orders.""Nobody told her anything," said Colin. "She heardme crying and found me herself. I am glad she came.  "And he says everybody is obliged to do as he pleases.""Aye, that's true enough--th' bad lad!" sighed Martha,wiping her forehead with her apron.  "What did he say?""He didn't whisper," Colin answered. "Perhaps he knew Ihated whispering. I heard him say one thing quite aloud..

  Don't be silly, Medlock."Mary saw that Dr. Craven did not look pleased, but itwas quite plain that he dare not oppose his patient.  him lyin' down and not lettin' him walk. Once they madehim wear a brace but he fretted so he was downright ill.  doesn't know what he's like when anything vexes him.  And in the midst of the fun the door opened and in walkedDr. Craven and Mrs. Medlock.  The nurse was just going to give up the case because shew  for everybody.' An' she looked at him an' there hewas with his big eyes open, starin' at her as sensibleas she was herself. She didn't know wha'd happen but hejust stared at her an' says, `You give me some water an'.

  "It's as if tha'd walked straight into a lion's den.  "He'll have thee if he wants thee," said Martha.  "But he doesn't call it Magic. He says it's because helives on the moor so much and he knows their ways. He sayshe feels sometimes as if he was a bird or a rabbit himself,he likes them so. I think he asked the robin questions.  Tell me about Rajahs."  "Then tha' must have bewitched him!" decided Martha,drawing a long breath.  Don't be silly, Medlock."Mary saw that Dr. Craven did not look pleased, but itwas quite plain that he dare not oppose his patient..

  He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them.  And then he lay back on his cushion and was still, as ifhe were thinking. And there was quite a long silence.  The nurse was just going to give up the case because shew  "He says Mrs. Medlock must. And he wants me to come and talkto him every day. And you are to tell me when he wants me.""Me!" said Martha; "I shall lose my place--I shall for sure!""You can't if you are doing what he wants you to doand everybody is ordered to obey him," Mary argued.  "What are you thinking about?""I am thinking about two things.""What are they? Sit down and tell me.""This is the first one," said Mary, seating herself on thebig stool. "Once in India I saw a boy who was a Rajah.  "Well, tha' has bewitched him," she said. "He's up on hissofa with his picture-books. He's told the nurse to stayaway until six o'clock. I'm to wait in the next room.. read more

  He's a big lad to cry like a baby, but when he'sin a passion he'll fair scream just to frighten us.  I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was.  He was as little disturbed or frightened as if an elderlycat and dog had walked into the room.  "Mother says there's no reason why any child should livethat gets no fresh air an' doesn't do nothin' but lieon his back an' read picture-books an' take medicine.  "But he doesn't call it Magic. He says it's because helives on the moor so much and he knows their ways. He sayshe feels sometimes as if he was a bird or a rabbit himself,he likes them so. I think he asked the robin questions.  "I couldn't go on the moor" he said in a resentful tone..

  And then he turned round and stared at me. And he thoughtI was a ghost or a dream and I thought perhaps he was.  And we began to ask each other questions. And when I askedhim if I must go away he said I must not.""Th' world's comin' to a end!" gasped Martha.  "If Mrs. Medlock finds out, she'll think I broke ordersand told thee and I shall be packed back to mother.""He is not going to tell Mrs. Medlock anything about it yet.  He's had coughs an' colds that's nearly killed him twoor three times. Once he had rheumatic fever an' once hehad typhoid. Eh! Mrs. Medlock did get a fright then.  He sat down by Colin and felt his pulse.  "They are always whispering about it and thinkingI don't notice. They wish I would, too."Mistress Mary felt quite contrary. She pinched herlips together..

  for everybody.' An' she looked at him an' there hewas with his big eyes open, starin' at her as sensibleas she was herself. She didn't know wha'd happen but hejust stared at her an' says, `You give me some water an'  doors, an' he gets cold so easy he says it makes him ill."Mary sat and looked at the fire. "I wonder," she said slowly,"if it would not do him good to go out into a gardenand watch things growing. It did me good.""One of th' worst fits he ever had," said Martha, "was onetime they took him out where the roses is by the fountain.  He has such round blue eyes and they are so wide open withlooking about. And he laughs such a big laugh with his widemouth--and his cheeks are as red--as red as cherries."She pulled her stool nearer to the sofa and her expressionquite changed at the remembrance of the wide curving mouthand wide open eyes.  He knows us daren't call our souls our own.""He wasn't vexed," said Mary. "I asked him if I should goaway and he made me stay. He asked me questions and Isat on a big footstool and talked to him about Indiaand about the robin and gardens. He wouldn't let me go.  He talked to th' other doctor quite rough--in a polite way.  When I had typhoid fever his face got quite fat. I thinkmy father wishes it, too.""I don't believe he does," said Mary quite obstinately..

  "I want to forget it," he said at last. "She makes meforget it. That is why I want her."Dr. Craven did not look happy when he left the room.  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  He said, 'The lad might live if he would make up his mindto it. Put him in the humor.' It sounded as if he wasin a temper.""I'll tell you who would put you in the humor, perhaps,"said Mary reflecting. She felt as if she would like thisthing to be settled one way or the other. "I believeDickon would. He's always talking about live things.After another week of rain the high arch of blue skyappeared again and the sun which poured down was quite hot.  Don't be silly, Medlock."Mary saw that Dr. Craven did not look pleased, but itwas quite plain that he dare not oppose his patient.  for everybody.' An' she looked at him an' there hewas with his big eyes open, starin' at her as sensibleas she was herself. She didn't know wha'd happen but hejust stared at her an' says, `You give me some water an'  "I couldn't go on the moor" he said in a resentful tone.  I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was.  Mother said that there was enough trouble and raging in th'. read more

  "You are a sly young one to listen and get out of yourbed to go following things up like you did that night,"Mrs. Medlock said once. "But there's no saying it'snot been a sort of blessing to the lot of us. He's nothad a tantrum or a whining fit since you made friends.  "I am afraid there has been too much excitement.  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary..

  "I'll send her away if she dares to say a word about sucha thing," said Master Craven grandly. "She wouldn'tlike that, I can tell you.""Thank you, sir," bobbing a curtsy, "I want to do my duty, sir.""What I want is your duty" said Colin more grandly still.  And they laughed so that in the end they were makingas much noise as if they had been two ordinary healthynatural ten-year-old creatures--instead of a hard, little,unloving girl and a sickly boy who believed that he was going todie.m--but tha'll get mein trouble. I shall lose my place and what'll mother do!""You won't lose your place," said Mary. "He was glad I came.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.  And they laughed so that in the end they were makingas much noise as if they had been two ordinary healthynatural ten-year-old creatures--instead of a hard, little,unloving girl and a sickly boy who believed that he was going todie.  "You can't if you stay in a room, " said Mary..

  doesn't know what he's like when anything vexes him.  "He knows all about eggs and nests," Mary went on.  "Mr. Craven went off his head like when he was born.  If he'd been like he is most times he'd have throwed himselfinto one of his tantrums and roused th' house. He won'tlet strangers look at him.""He let me look at him. I looked at him all the timeand he looked at me. We stared!" said Mary.  Dr. Craven started in actual alarm and Mrs. Medlock almostfell back because he had accidentally bumped against her.  It was because Mrs. Craven died like I told you..

  It's their world.""How do you know all that?" said Colin, turning on hiselbow to look at her.  Colin looked fretful and kept his strange black-lashedeyes fixed on Dr. Craven's face.  Th' doctors thought he'd have to be put in a 'sylum.m--but tha'll get mein trouble. I shall lose my place and what'll mother do!""You won't lose your place," said Mary. "He was glad I came.  He'd been out of his head an' she was talkin' to th'  I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was..

  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary.  He talked to th' other doctor quite rough--in a polite way.  He had a red spot on each cheek.  He sat down by Colin and felt his pulse.  He wouldn't set eyes on th' baby. He just raved and saidit'd be another hunchback like him and it'd better die.""Is Colin a hunchback?" Mary asked. "He didn't looklike one.""He isn't yet," said Martha. "But he began all wrong.  He'd been readin' in a paper about people gettin'. read more

  "Well, then, if I order you to bring Miss Mary to me,how can Medlock send you away if she finds it out?""Please don't let her, sir," pleaded Martha.  And it was so queer being there alone together in themiddle of the night and not knowing about each other.  It's their world.""How do you know all that?" said Colin, turning on hiselbow to look at her.  "Good Lord!" exclaimed poor Mrs. Medlock with her eyesalmost starting out of her head. "Good Lord!""What is this?" said Dr. Craven, coming forward.  "Do you know there is one thing we have never oncethought of," he said. "We are cousins."It seemed so queer that they had talked so much and neverremembered this simple thing that they laughed more than ever,because they had got into the humor to laugh at anything.  And we began to ask each other questions. And when I askedhim if I must go away he said I must not.""Th' world's comin' to a end!" gasped Martha..

  He's a big lad to cry like a baby, but when he'sin a passion he'll fair scream just to frighten us.  He said, 'The lad might live if he would make up his mindto it. Put him in the humor.' It sounded as if he wasin a temper.""I'll tell you who would put you in the humor, perhaps,"said Mary reflecting. She felt as if she would like thisthing to be settled one way or the other. "I believeDickon would. He's always talking about live things.  "He says Mrs. Medlock must. And he wants me to come and talkto him every day. And you are to tell me when he wants me.""Me!" said Martha; "I shall lose my place--I shall for sure!""You can't if you are doing what he wants you to doand everybody is ordered to obey him," Mary argued.  Th' doctors thought he'd have to be put in a 'sylum.  Everybody had to do everything he told them--in a minute.  And it was so queer being there alone together in themiddle of the night and not knowing about each other..

  If he'd been like he is most times he'd have throwed himselfinto one of his tantrums and roused th' house. He won'tlet strangers look at him.""He let me look at him. I looked at him all the timeand he looked at me. We stared!" said Mary.  Dr. Craven started in actual alarm and Mrs. Medlock almostfell back because he had accidentally bumped against her.  Th' minute she was gone he called me to him an' says, `I wantMary Lennox to come and talk to me, and remember you'renot to tell any one.' You'd better go as quick as you can."Mary was quite willing to go quickly. She did not wantto see Colin as much as she wanted to see Dickon;but she wanted to see him very much.  Th' minute she was gone he called me to him an' says, `I wantMary Lennox to come and talk to me, and remember you'renot to tell any one.' You'd better go as quick as you can."Mary was quite willing to go quickly. She did not wantto see Colin as much as she wanted to see Dickon;but she wanted to see him very much.  He threw himself into a passion an' he said he'dlooked at him because he was going to be a hunchback.  Th' doctors thought he'd have to be put in a 'sylum.  "Mother says there's no reason why any child should livethat gets no fresh air an' doesn't do nothin' but lieon his back an' read picture-books an' take medicine.  "Don't you?" he said.After another week of rain the high arch of blue skyappeared again and the sun which poured down was quite hot.  "Nobody knows for sure and certain," said Martha.  He knows us daren't call our souls our own.""He wasn't vexed," said Mary. "I asked him if I should goaway and he made me stay. He asked me questions and Isat on a big footstool and talked to him about Indiaand about the robin and gardens. He wouldn't let me go.  "I want to forget it," he said at last. "She makes meforget it. That is why I want her."Dr. Craven did not look happy when he left the room..

  nurse, thinkin' he didn't know nothin', an' she said,`He'll die this time sure enough, an' best thing for him an'  He had rubies and emeralds and diamonds stuck all over him.  He knows us daren't call our souls our own.""He wasn't vexed," said Mary. "I asked him if I should goaway and he made me stay. He asked me questions and Isat on a big footstool and talked to him about Indiaand about the robin and gardens. He wouldn't let me go.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.  Mary was silent for a minute and then she said something bold.  He wouldn't set eyes on th' baby. He just raved and saidit'd be another hunchback like him and it'd better die.""Is Colin a hunchback?" Mary asked. "He didn't looklike one.""He isn't yet," said Martha. "But he began all wrong.  And they laughed so that in the end they were makingas much noise as if they had been two ordinary healthynatural ten-year-old creatures--instead of a hard, little,unloving girl and a sickly boy who believed that he was going todie.  "You might--sometime."He moved as if he were startled.  He cried himself into a fever an' was ill all night.""If he ever gets angry at me, I'll never go and seehim again," said Mary..

  It's to be a sort of secret just at first," said Mary firmly.  "Thousands of lovely things grow on it and there arethousands of little creatures all busy building nestsand making holes and burrows and chippering or singingor squeaking to each other. They are so busy and havingsuch fun under the earth or in the trees or heather.  doors, an' he gets cold so easy he says it makes him ill."Mary sat and looked at the fire. "I wonder," she said slowly,"if it would not do him good to go out into a gardenand watch things growing. It did me good.""One of th' worst fits he ever had," said Martha, "was onetime they took him out where the roses is by the fountain.  He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them.  He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them.  "They are always wanting me to eat things when I don'twant to," said Colin, as the nurse brought in the teaand put it on the table by the sofa. "Now, if you'lleat I will. Those muffins look so nice and hot.  "You are a sly young one to listen and get out of yourbed to go following things up like you did that night,"Mrs. Medlock said once. "But there's no saying it'snot been a sort of blessing to the lot of us. He's nothad a tantrum or a whining fit since you made friends.  "This is my cousin, Mary Lennox," he said. "I askedher to come and talk to me. I like her. She must comeand talk to me whenever I send for her."Dr. Craven turned reproachfully to Mrs. Medlock.  They enjoyed themselves so much that they forgot thepictures and they forgot about the time. They had beenlaughing quite loudly over Ben Weatherstaff and his robin,and Colin was actually sitting up as if he had forgottenabout his weak back, when he suddenly remembered something.

  "Does tha' mean to say," cried Martha with wide open eyes,"that he was nice to thee!""I think he almost liked me," Mary answered.After another week of rain the high arch of blue skyappeared again and the sun which poured down was quite hot.  She did not feel very sympathetic. She felt rather as if healmost boasted about it.  "He says Mrs. Medlock must. And he wants me to come and talkto him every day. And you are to tell me when he wants me.""Me!" said Martha; "I shall lose my place--I shall for sure!""You can't if you are doing what he wants you to doand everybody is ordered to obey him," Mary argued.  And it was so queer being there alone together in themiddle of the night and not knowing about each other.  "Have you to do what I please or have you not?" he demanded.  It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  him have his own way.""I think he's a very spoiled boy," said Mary.

2016 9:49 am   "Tha' may as well know that at th' start."Very soon afterward a bell rang and she rolled upher knitting.  for everybody.' An' she looked at him an' there hewas with his big eyes open, starin' at her as sensibleas she was herself. She didn't know wha'd happen but hejust stared at her an' says, `You give me some water an'  He talked to th' other doctor quite rough--in a polite way.  "I have to do what you please, sir," Martha faltered,turning quite red.  Dr. Craven started in actual alarm and Mrs. Medlock almostfell back because he had accidentally bumped against her.  "If they wished I would," she said, "I wouldn't. Whowishes you would?""The servants--and of course Dr. Craven because he wouldget Misselthwaite and be rich instead of poor. He daren'tsay so, but he always looks cheerful when I am worse.  "I have to do what you please, sir," Martha faltered,turning quite red.  "Tha' may as well know that at th' start."Very soon afterward a bell rang and she rolled upher knitting.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'. read more

  "Tell me some more about him," he said.  "Thousands of lovely things grow on it and there arethousands of little creatures all busy building nestsand making holes and burrows and chippering or singingor squeaking to each other. They are so busy and havingsuch fun under the earth or in the trees or heather.  "I am better. She makes me better. The nurse must bring upher tea with mine. We will have tea together."Mrs. Medlock and Dr. Craven looked at each other in atroubled way, but there was evidently nothing to be done.  They enjoyed themselves so much that they forgot thepictures and they forgot about the time. They had beenlaughing quite loudly over Ben Weatherstaff and his robin,and Colin was actually sitting up as if he had forgottenabout his weak back, when he suddenly remembered something.  somethin' he called `rose cold' an' he began to sneeze an'  "I'll take care of you. Now go away."When the door closed behind Martha, Colin found MistressMary gazing at him as if he had set her wondering..

  The nurse was just going to give up the case because shew  "I don't know what to do!" cried agitated Martha.  doors, an' he gets cold so easy he says it makes him ill."Mary sat and looked at the fire. "I wonder," she said slowly,"if it would not do him good to go out into a gardenand watch things growing. It did me good.""One of th' worst fits he ever had," said Martha, "was onetime they took him out where the roses is by the fountain.  "I am afraid there has been too much excitement.  He threw himself into a passion an' he said he'dlooked at him because he was going to be a hunchback.  for everybody.' An' she looked at him an' there hewas with his big eyes open, starin' at her as sensibleas she was herself. She didn't know wha'd happen but hejust stared at her an' says, `You give me some water an'.

  He keeps them secret so that other boys won't find their holesand frighten them. He knows about everything that growsor lives on the moor.""Does he like the moor?" said Colin. "How can hewhen it's such a great, bare, dreary place?""It's the most beautiful place," protested Mary.  I think they would have been killed if they hadn't.""I shall make you tell me about Rajahs presently," he said,"but first tell me what the second thing was.""I was thinking," said Mary, "how different you arefrom Dickon.""Who is Dickon?" he said. "What a queer name!"She might as well tell him, she thought she could talkabout Dickon without mentioning the secret garden. She hadliked to hear Martha talk about him. Besides, she longedto talk about him. It would seem to bring him nearer.  Excitement is not good for you, my boy," he said.  They had looked at the splendid books and pictures andsometimes Mary had read things to Colin, and sometimes hehad read a little to her. When he was amused and interestedshe thought he scarcely looked like an invalid at all,except that his face was so colorless and he was alwayson the sofa.  "He is Martha's brother. He is twelve years old,"she explained. "He is not like any one else in the world.  "Mother says there's no reason why any child should livethat gets no fresh air an' doesn't do nothin' but lieon his back an' read picture-books an' take medicine.

  He talked to th' other doctor quite rough--in a polite way.  "If Mrs. Medlock finds out, she'll think I broke ordersand told thee and I shall be packed back to mother.""He is not going to tell Mrs. Medlock anything about it yet.  It was because Mrs. Craven died like I told you.  Mother said that there was enough trouble and raging in th'  "They are always wanting me to eat things when I don'twant to," said Colin, as the nurse brought in the teaand put it on the table by the sofa. "Now, if you'lleat I will. Those muffins look so nice and hot.  nurse, thinkin' he didn't know nothin', an' she said,`He'll die this time sure enough, an' best thing for him an'.

  "Has Medlock to do what I please?""Everybody has, sir," said Martha.  And they laughed so that in the end they were makingas much noise as if they had been two ordinary healthynatural ten-year-old creatures--instead of a hard, little,unloving girl and a sickly boy who believed that he was going todie.  "I don't know what to do!" cried agitated Martha.  "What does it mean?"Then Mary was reminded of the boy Rajah again.  He wouldn't set eyes on th' baby. He just raved and saidit'd be another hunchback like him and it'd better die.""Is Colin a hunchback?" Mary asked. "He didn't looklike one.""He isn't yet," said Martha. "But he began all wrong.  "Go on the moor! How could I? I am going to die.""How do you know?" said Mary unsympathetically..

  She didn't like the way he had of talking about dying.  He knows us daren't call our souls our own.""He wasn't vexed," said Mary. "I asked him if I should goaway and he made me stay. He asked me questions and Isat on a big footstool and talked to him about Indiaand about the robin and gardens. He wouldn't let me go.  said he'd got it an' then a new gardener as didn'tknow th' rules passed by an' looked at him curious.  nurse, thinkin' he didn't know nothin', an' she said,`He'll die this time sure enough, an' best thing for him an'  "Do you know there is one thing we have never oncethought of," he said. "We are cousins."It seemed so queer that they had talked so much and neverremembered this simple thing that they laughed more than ever,because they had got into the humor to laugh at anything.  "But"--thinking the matter over--"he looked better thismorning before she came into the room.""She came into the room last night. She stayed with mea long time. She sang a Hindustani song to me and itmade me go to sleep," said Colin. "I was better when Iwakened up. I wanted my breakfast. I want my tea now.. read more

  It's their world.""How do you know all that?" said Colin, turning on hiselbow to look at her.  They enjoyed themselves so much that they forgot thepictures and they forgot about the time. They had beenlaughing quite loudly over Ben Weatherstaff and his robin,and Colin was actually sitting up as if he had forgottenabout his weak back, when he suddenly remembered something.  She did not feel very sympathetic. She felt rather as if healmost boasted about it.  "Then tha' must have bewitched him!" decided Martha,drawing a long breath.  He's weak and hates th' trouble o' bein' taken out o'  He gave a puzzled glance at the little girl sitting onthe large stool. She had become a stiff, silent childagain as soon as he entered and he could not see whatthe attraction was. The boy actually did look brighter,however--and he sighed rather heavily as he went downthe corridor..

  I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was.  "I'll take care of you. Now go away."When the door closed behind Martha, Colin found MistressMary gazing at him as if he had set her wondering.  "And he says everybody is obliged to do as he pleases.""Aye, that's true enough--th' bad lad!" sighed Martha,wiping her forehead with her apron.  It's their world.""How do you know all that?" said Colin, turning on hiselbow to look at her.  And in the midst of the fun the door opened and in walkedDr. Craven and Mrs. Medlock.  "Have you to do what I please or have you not?" he demanded..

  "Oh, I've heard it ever since I remember," he answered crossly.  doors, an' he gets cold so easy he says it makes him ill."Mary sat and looked at the fire. "I wonder," she said slowly,"if it would not do him good to go out into a gardenand watch things growing. It did me good.""One of th' worst fits he ever had," said Martha, "was onetime they took him out where the roses is by the fountain.  "Can he do that?" he asked eagerly.  "Go on the moor! How could I? I am going to die.""How do you know?" said Mary unsympathetically.  "He knows all about eggs and nests," Mary went on.  There was a bright fire on the hearth when she enteredhis room, and in the daylight she saw it was a verybeautiful room indeed. There were rich colors in therugs and hangings and pictures and books on the wallswhich made it look glowing and comfortable even in spiteof the gray sky and falling rain. Colin looked ratherlike a picture himself. He was wrapped in a velvetdressing-gown and sat against a big brocaded cushion..

  "Well, then, if I order you to bring Miss Mary to me,how can Medlock send you away if she finds it out?""Please don't let her, sir," pleaded Martha.  "What is the matter with him?" asked Mary.  Then a big doctor came to see him an' made them take it off.  He talked to th' other doctor quite rough--in a polite way.  He had rubies and emeralds and diamonds stuck all over him.  Th' minute she was gone he called me to him an' says, `I wantMary Lennox to come and talk to me, and remember you'renot to tell any one.' You'd better go as quick as you can."Mary was quite willing to go quickly. She did not wantto see Colin as much as she wanted to see Dickon;but she wanted to see him very much.  "I couldn't go on the moor" he said in a resentful tone.  He talked to th' other doctor quite rough--in a polite way.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'.

  "This is my cousin, Mary Lennox," he said. "I askedher to come and talk to me. I like her. She must comeand talk to me whenever I send for her."Dr. Craven turned reproachfully to Mrs. Medlock.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'  He's a big lad to cry like a baby, but when he'sin a passion he'll fair scream just to frighten us.  He said there'd been too much medicine and too much lettin'  She did not feel very sympathetic. She felt rather as if healmost boasted about it.  "They are always whispering about it and thinkingI don't notice. They wish I would, too."Mistress Mary felt quite contrary. She pinched herlips together..

  "Go and tell her to come here," he said. "She isin the next room."Mary went and brought her back. Poor Martha was shakingin her shoes. Colin was still frowning.  And it was all so alive that Mary talked more than she hadever talked before--and Colin both talked and listened as hehad never done either before. And they both began to laughover nothings as children will when they are happy together.  Though there had been no chance to see either the secretgarden or Dickon, Mistress Mary had enjoyed herselfvery much. The week had not seemed long. She had spenthours of every day with Colin in his room, talking aboutRajahs or gardens or Dickon and the cottage on the moor.  I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was.  He threw himself into a passion an' he said he'dlooked at him because he was going to be a hunchback.  He said, 'The lad might live if he would make up his mindto it. Put him in the humor.' It sounded as if he wasin a temper.""I'll tell you who would put you in the humor, perhaps,"said Mary reflecting. She felt as if she would like thisthing to be settled one way or the other. "I believeDickon would. He's always talking about live things.  "Don't you?" he said.  house to set any child wrong. They was afraid his backwas weak an' they've always been takin' care of it--keepin'  "I have never been there once, really," said Marysuddenly remembering. "I only drove over it in the dark..

  Tell nurse, Medlock."Dr. Craven did not stay very long. He talked to the nursefor a few minutes when she came into the room and said a fewwords of warning to Colin. He must not talk too much;he must not forget that he was ill; he must not forgetthat he was very easily tired. Mary thought that thereseemed to be a number of uncomfortable things he was notto forget.  "I dare say th' nurse wants me to stay with him a bit,"she said. "I hope he's in a good temper."She was out of the room about ten minutes and then shecame back with a puzzled expression.  "Mother says there's no reason why any child should livethat gets no fresh air an' doesn't do nothin' but lieon his back an' read picture-books an' take medicine.  He'd been out of his head an' she was talkin' to th'  They enjoyed themselves so much that they forgot thepictures and they forgot about the time. They had beenlaughing quite loudly over Ben Weatherstaff and his robin,and Colin was actually sitting up as if he had forgottenabout his weak back, when he suddenly remembered something.  "It's as if tha'd walked straight into a lion's den.. read more