Таємничий сад
XVII. A Tantrum
PresentlyheturnedandlookedatthenurseagainandstrangelyenoughhewasnotlikeaRajahatallashespoketoher.
“Doyouthink—Icould—livetogrowup?”hesaid.
Thenursewasneitherclevernorsoft-heartedbutshecouldrepeatsomeoftheLondondoctor’swords.
“Youprobablywillifyouwilldowhatyouaretoldtodoandnotgivewaytoyourtemper,andstayoutagreatdealinthefreshair.”
Colin’stantrumhadpassedandhewasweakandwornoutwithcryingandthisperhapsmadehimfeelgentle.HeputouthishandalittletowardMary,andIamgladtosaythat,herowntantumhavingpassed,shewassoftenedtooandmethimhalf-waywithherhand,sothatitwasasortofmakingup.
“I’ll—I’llgooutwithyou,Mary,”hesaid.“Ishan’thatefreshairifwecanfind—”Herememberedjustintimetostophimselffromsaying“ifwecanfindthesecretgarden”andheended,“IshallliketogooutwithyouifDickonwillcomeandpushmychair.IdosowanttoseeDickonandthefoxandthecrow.”
Thenurseremadethetumbledbedandshookandstraightenedthepillows.ThenshemadeColinacupofbeefteaandgaveacuptoMary,whoreallywasverygladtogetitafterherexcitement.Mrs.MedlockandMarthagladlyslippedaway,andaftereverythingwasneatandcalmandinorderthenurselookedasifshewouldverygladlyslipawayalso.ShewasahealthyyoungwomanwhoresentedbeingrobbedofhersleepandsheyawnedquiteopenlyasshelookedatMary,whohadpushedherbigfootstoolclosetothefour-postedbedandwasholdingColin’shand.
