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XI. The Nest Of The Missel Thrush

           

           “Why,Ithoughttha’didn’tknownothin’aboutgardenin’,”heexclaimed.

           “Idon’t,”sheanswered,“buttheyweresolittle,andthegrasswassothickandstrong,andtheylookedasiftheyhadnoroomtobreathe.SoImadeaplaceforthem.Idon’tevenknowwhattheyare.”

           Dickonwentandkneltdownbythem,smilinghiswidesmile.

           “Tha’wasright,”hesaid.“Agardenercouldn’thavetoldtheebetter.They’llgrownowlikeJack’sbean-stalk.They’recrocusesan’snowdrops,an’thesehereisnarcissuses,”turningtoanotherpatch,“anhere’sdaffydowndillys.Eh!theywillbeasight.”

           Heranfromoneclearingtoanother.

           “Tha’hasdonealoto’workforsuchalittlewench,”hesaid,lookingherover.

           “I’mgrowingfatter,”saidMary,“andI’mgrowingstronger.Iusedalwaystobetired.WhenIdigI’mnottiredatall.Iliketosmelltheearthwhenit’sturnedup.”

           “It’sraregoodforthee,”hesaid,noddinghisheadwisely.“There’snaughtasniceasth’smello’goodcleanearth,exceptth’smello’freshgrowin’thingswhenth’rainfallson’em.Igetoutonth’moormanyadaywhenit’srainin’an’Ilieunderabushan’listentoth’softswisho’dropsonth’heatheran’Ijustsniffan’sniff.Mynoseendfairquiverslikearabbit’s,mothersays.”

           “Doyounevercatchcold?”inquiredMary,gazingathimwonderingly.Shehadneverseensuchafunnyboy,orsuchaniceone.

           “Notme,”hesaid,grinning.“IneverketchedcoldsinceIwasborn.Iwasn’tbroughtupneshenough.

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