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XIX. “It Has Come!”
Afterthattherewasnowonderingwhattosay.BythetimethelambfellasleepquestionspouredforthandDickonansweredthemall.Hetoldthemhowhehadfoundthelambjustasthesunwasrisingthreemorningsago.Hehadbeenstandingonthemoorlisteningtoaskylarkandwatchinghimswinghigherandhigherintotheskyuntilhewasonlyaspeckintheheightsofblue.
“I’dalmostlosthimbutforhissongan’Iwaswonderin’howachapcouldhearitwhenitseemedasifhe’dgetouto’th’worldinaminute—an’justthenIheardsomethin’elsefaroffamongth’gorsebushes.Itwasaweakbleatin’an’Iknoweditwasanewlambaswashungryan’Iknoweditwouldn’tbehungryifithadn’tlostitsmothersomehow,soIsetoffsearchin’.Eh!Ididhavealookforit.Iwentinan’outamongth’gorsebushesan’roundan’roundan’Ialwaysseemedtotaketh’wrongturnin’.ButatlastIseedabito’whitebyarockontopo’th’mooran’Iclimbedupan’foundth’little’unhalfdeadwi’coldan’clemmin’.”
Whilehetalked,SootflewsolemnlyinandoutoftheopenwindowandcawedremarksaboutthescenerywhileNutandShellmadeexcursionsintothebigtreesoutsideandranupanddowntrunksandexploredbranches.CaptaincurledupnearDickon,whosatonthehearth-rugfrompreference.
TheylookedatthepicturesinthegardeningbooksandDickonknewalltheflowersbytheircountrynamesandknewexactlywhichoneswerealreadygrowinginthesecretgarden
