Таємничий сад
XXII. When The Sun Went Down
Hehadbeguntobeexcited,too.Hekneltdownbytheholeandbrokethepotfromthemould.
“Here,lad,”hesaid,handingtheplanttoColin.“Setitintheearththysel’sameasth’kingdoeswhenhegoestoanewplace.”
ThethinwhitehandsshookalittleandColin’sflushgrewdeeperashesettheroseinthemouldandhelditwhileoldBenmadefirmtheearth.Itwasfilledinandpresseddownandmadesteady.Marywasleaningforwardonherhandsandknees.Soothadflowndownandmarchedforwardtoseewhatwasbeingdone.NutandShellchatteredaboutitfromacherry-tree.
“It’splanted!”saidColinatlast.“Andthesunisonlyslippingovertheedge.Helpmeup,Dickon.Iwanttobestandingwhenitgoes.That’spartoftheMagic.”
AndDickonhelpedhim,andtheMagic—orwhateveritwas—sogavehimstrengththatwhenthesundidslipovertheedgeandendthestrangelovelyafternoonforthemthereheactuallystoodonhistwofeet—laughing.
