Таинственный сад
IV. Martha
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“Whydon’tyoutakeittothem?”suggestedMary.
“It’snotmine,”answeredMarthastoutly.“An’thisisn’tmydayout.Igetmydayoutonceamonthsameasth’rest.ThenIgohomean’cleanupformotheran’giveheraday’srest.”
Marydranksometeaandatealittletoastandsomemarmalade.
“Youwrapupwarman’runoutan’playyou,”saidMartha.“It’lldoyougoodandgiveyousomestomachforyourmeat.”
Marywenttothewindow.Thereweregardensandpathsandbigtrees,buteverythinglookeddullandwintry.
“Out?WhyshouldIgooutonadaylikethis?”
“Well,iftha’doesn’tgoouttha’lthavetostayin,an’whathastha’gottodo?”
Maryglancedabouther.Therewasnothingtodo.WhenMrs.Medlockhadpreparedthenurseryshehadnotthoughtofamusement.Perhapsitwouldbebettertogoandseewhatthegardenswerelike.
“Whowillgowithme?”sheinquired.
Marthastared.
“You’llgobyyourself,”sheanswered.“You’llhavetolearntoplaylikeotherchildrendoeswhentheyhaven’tgotsistersandbrothers.OurDickongoesoffonth’moorbyhimselfan’playsforhours.That’showhemadefriendswithth’pony.He’sgotsheeponth’moorthatknowshim,an’birdsascomesan’eatsoutofhishand.Howeverlittlethereistoeat,healwayssavesabito’hisbreadtocoaxhispets.”
ItwasreallythismentionofDickonwhichmadeMarydecidetogoout,thoughshewasnotawareofit.Therewouldbe,birdsoutsidethoughtherewouldnotbeponiesorsheep.
