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XIX. “It Has Come!”
Andtherose-busheslookaswickaswickcanbe,andthereareprimrosesinthelanesandwoods,andtheseedsweplantedareup,andDickonhasbroughtthefoxandthecrowandthesquirrelsandanew-bornlamb.”
Andthenshepausedforbreath.Thenew-bornlambDickonhadfoundthreedaysbeforelyingbyitsdeadmotheramongthegorsebushesonthemoor.Itwasnotthefirstmotherlesslambhehadfoundandheknewwhattodowithit.Hehadtakenittothecottagewrappedinhisjacketandhehadletitlienearthefireandhadfeditwithwarmmilk.Itwasasoftthingwithadarlingsillybabyfaceandlegsratherlongforitsbody.Dickonhadcarrieditoverthemoorinhisarmsanditsfeedingbottlewasinhispocketwithasquirrel,andwhenMaryhadsatunderatreewithitslimpwarmnesshuddledonherlapshehadfeltasifsheweretoofullofstrangejoytospeak.Alamb—alamb!Alivinglambwholayonyourlaplikeababy!
ShewasdescribingitwithgreatjoyandColinwaslisteninganddrawinginlongbreathsofairwhenthenurseentered.Shestartedalittleatthesightoftheopenwindow.Shehadsatstiflingintheroommanyawarmdaybecauseherpatientwassurethatopenwindowsgavepeoplecold.
“Areyousureyouarenotchilly,MasterColin?”sheinquired.
“No,”wastheanswer.“Iambreathinglongbreathsoffreshair.Itmakesyoustrong.Iamgoingtogetuptothesofaforbreakfast.Mycousinwillhavebreakfastwithme.”
Thenursewentaway,concealingasmile,togivetheorderfortwobreakfasts.
