Таємничий сад
XVIII. “Tha’ Munnot Waste No Time”
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“Well,itwasratherfunnytosayit,”sheadmittedfrankly,“becausehisnosedoesturnupandhehasabigmouthandhisclotheshavepatchesalloverthemandhetalksbroadYorkshire,but—butifanangeldidcometoYorkshireandliveonthemoor—iftherewasaYorkshireangel—Ibelievehe’dunderstandthegreenthingsandknowhowtomakethemgrowandhewouldknowhowtotalktothewildcreaturesasDickondoesandthey’dknowhewasfriendsforsure.”
“Ishouldn’tmindDickonlookingatme,”saidColin;“Iwanttoseehim.”
“I’mgladyousaidthat,”answeredMary,“because—because—”
Quitesuddenlyitcameintohermindthatthiswastheminutetotellhim.Colinknewsomethingnewwascoming.
“Becausewhat?”hecriedeagerly.
Marywassoanxiousthatshegotupfromherstoolandcametohimandcaughtholdofbothhishands.
“CanItrustyou?ItrustedDickonbecausebirdstrustedhim.CanItrustyou—forsure—forsure?”sheimplored.
Herfacewassosolemnthathealmostwhisperedhisanswer.
“Yes—yes!”
“Well,Dickonwillcometoseeyoutomorrowmorning,andhe’llbringhiscreatureswithhim.”
“Oh!Oh!”Colincriedoutindelight.
“Butthat’snotall,”Marywenton,almostpalewithsolemnexcitement.“Therestisbetter.Thereisadoorintothegarden.Ifoundit.Itisundertheivyonthewall.”
IfhehadbeenastronghealthyboyColinwouldprobablyhaveshouted“Hooray!Hooray!Hooray!”buthewasweakandratherhysterical;hiseyesgrewbiggerandbiggerandhegaspedforbreath
