Таинственный сад

XII. “might I Have A BIt Of Earth?”

           

           “Iamgettingfatter,”Maryansweredinwhatsheknewwasherstiffestway.

           Whatanunhappyfacehehad!Hisblackeyesseemedasiftheyscarcelysawher,asiftheywereseeingsomethingelse,andhecouldhardlykeephisthoughtsuponher.

           “Iforgotyou,”hesaid.“HowcouldIrememberyou?Iintendedtosendyouagovernessoranurse,orsomeoneofthatsort,butIforgot.”

           “Please,”beganMary.“Please—”andthenthelumpinherthroatchokedher.

           “Whatdoyouwanttosay?”heinquired.

           “Iam—Iamtoobigforanurse,”saidMary.“Andplease—pleasedon’tmakemehaveagovernessyet.”

           Herubbedhisforeheadagainandstaredather.

           “ThatwaswhattheSowerbywomansaid,”hemutteredabsent-mindedly.

           ThenMarygatheredascrapofcourage.

           “Isshe—issheMartha’smother?”shestammered.

           “Yes,Ithinkso,”hereplied.

           “Sheknowsaboutchildren,”saidMary.“Shehastwelve.Sheknows.”

           Heseemedtorousehimself.

           “Whatdoyouwanttodo?”

           “Iwanttoplayoutofdoors,”Maryanswered,hopingthathervoicedidnottremble.“IneverlikeditinIndia.Itmakesmehungryhere,andIamgettingfatter.”

           Hewaswatchingher.

           “Mrs.Sowerbysaiditwoulddoyougood.Perhapsitwill,”hesaid.“Shethoughtyouhadbettergetstrongerbeforeyouhadagoverness.”

           “ItmakesmefeelstrongwhenIplayandthewindcomesoverthemoor,”arguedMary.

           “Wheredoyouplay?”heaskednext.

           “Everywhere,”gaspedMary.“Martha’smothersentmeaskipping-rope.

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