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XVI. “I Won’t!” Said Mary
EachtimehecamebackandperchednearDickonandcawedseveraltimesasifhewererelatinghisadventures,andDickontalkedtohimjustashehadtalkedtotherobin.OncewhenDickonwassobusythathedidnotanswerhimatfirst,Sootflewontohisshouldersandgentlytweakedhisearwithhislargebeak.WhenMarywantedtorestalittleDickonsatdownwithherunderatreeandoncehetookhispipeoutofhispocketandplayedthesoftstrangelittlenotesandtwosquirrelsappearedonthewallandlookedandlistened.
“Tha’sagoodbitstrongerthantha’was,”Dickonsaid,lookingatherasshewasdigging.“Tha’sbeginningtolookdifferent,forsure.”
Marywasglowingwithexerciseandgoodspirits.
“I’mgettingfatterandfattereveryday,”shesaidquiteexultantly.“Mrs.Medlockwillhavetogetmesomebiggerdresses.Marthasaysmyhairisgrowingthicker.Itisn’tsoflatandstringy.”
Thesunwasbeginningtosetandsendingdeepgold-coloredraysslantingunderthetreeswhentheyparted.
“It’llbefinetomorrow,”saidDickon.“I’llbeatworkbysunrise.”
“SowillI,”saidMary.
Sheranbacktothehouseasquicklyasherfeetwouldcarryher.ShewantedtotellColinaboutDickon’sfoxcubandtherookandaboutwhatthespringtimehadbeendoing.Shefeltsurehewouldliketohear.Soitwasnotverypleasantwhensheopenedthedoorofherroom,toseeMarthastandingwaitingforherwithadolefulface.
“Whatisthematter?”sheasked.“WhatdidColinsaywhenyoutoldhimIcouldn’tcome?”
“Eh!”saidMartha,“Iwishtha’dgone.
