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XX. “I Shall Live Forever—and Ever—and Ever!”
Buttheywoundinandoutamongtheshrubberyandoutandroundthefountainbeds,followingtheircarefullyplannedrouteforthemeremysteriouspleasureofit.ButwhenatlasttheyturnedintotheLongWalkbytheiviedwallstheexcitedsenseofanapproachingthrillmadethem,forsomecuriousreasontheycouldnothaveexplained,begintospeakinwhispers.
“Thisisit,”breathedMary.“ThisiswhereIusedtowalkupanddownandwonderandwonder.”
“Isit?”criedColin,andhiseyesbegantosearchtheivywitheagercuriousness.“ButIcanseenothing,”hewhispered.“Thereisnodoor.”
“That’swhatIthought,”saidMary.
Thentherewasalovelybreathlesssilenceandthechairwheeledon.
“ThatisthegardenwhereBenWeatherstaffworks,”saidMary.
“Isit?”saidColin.
AfewyardsmoreandMarywhisperedagain.
“Thisiswheretherobinflewoverthewall,”shesaid.
“Isit?”criedColin.“Oh!Iwishhe’dcomeagain!”
“Andthat,”saidMarywithsolemndelight,pointingunderabiglilacbush,“iswhereheperchedonthelittleheapofearthandshowedmethekey.”
ThenColinsatup.
“Where?Where?There?”hecried,andhiseyeswereasbigasthewolf’sinRedRiding-Hood,whenRedRiding-Hoodfeltcalledupontoremarkonthem.Dickonstoodstillandthewheeledchairstopped.
“Andthis,”saidMary,steppingontothebedclosetotheivy,“iswhereIwenttotalktohimwhenhechirpedatmefromthetopofthewall.Andthisistheivythewindblewback,”andshetookholdofthehanginggreencurtain
