Таинственный сад
XV. Nest Building
“Noladcouldgetwellasthoughtthemsorto’things.”
Thefoxwaslyingonthegrassclosebyhim,lookinguptoaskforapatnowandthen,andDickonbentdownandrubbedhisnecksoftlyandthoughtafewminutesinsilence.Presentlyheliftedhisheadandlookedroundthegarden.
“Whenfirstwegotinhere,”hesaid,“itseemedlikeeverythingwasgray.Lookroundnowandtellmeiftha’doesn’tseeadifference.”
Marylookedandcaughtherbreathalittle.
“Why!”shecried,“thegraywallischanging.Itisasifagreenmistwerecreepingoverit.It’salmostlikeagreengauzeveil.”
“Aye,”saidDickon.“An’it’llbegreenerandgreenertillth’gray’sallgone.Cantha’guesswhatIwasthinkin’?”
“Iknowitwassomethingnice,”saidMaryeagerly.“IbelieveitwassomethingaboutColin.”
“Iwasthinkin’thatifhewasoutherehewouldn’tbewatchin’forlumpstogrowonhisback;he’dbewatchin’forbudstobreakonth’rose-bushes,an’he’dlikelybehealthier,”explainedDickon.“Iwaswonderin’ifuscouldevergethiminth’humortocomeoutherean’lieunderth’treesinhiscarriage.”
“I’vebeenwonderingthatmyself.I’vethoughtofitalmosteverytimeI’vetalkedtohim,”saidMary.“I’vewonderedifhecouldkeepasecretandI’vewonderedifwecouldbringhimherewithoutanyoneseeingus.Ithoughtperhapsyoucouldpushhiscarriage.Thedoctorsaidhemusthavefreshairandifhewantsustotakehimoutnoonedaredisobeyhim.
