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XXIII. Magic
ColinleanedonDickon’sarmandprivatelyBenWeatherstaffkeptasharplookout,butnowandthenColintookhishandfromitssupportandwalkedafewstepsalone.Hisheadwasheldupallthetimeandhelookedverygrand.
“TheMagicisinme!”hekeptsaying.“TheMagicismakingmestrong!Icanfeelit!Icanfeelit!”
Itseemedverycertainthatsomethingwasupholdingandupliftinghim.Hesatontheseatsinthealcoves,andonceortwicehesatdownonthegrassandseveraltimeshepausedinthepathandleanedonDickon,buthewouldnotgiveupuntilhehadgoneallroundthegarden.Whenhereturnedtothecanopytreehischeekswereflushedandhelookedtriumphant.
“Ididit!TheMagicworked!”hecried.“Thatismyfirstscientificdiscovery.”
“WhatwillDr.Cravensay?”brokeoutMary.
“Hewon’tsayanything,”Colinanswered,“becausehewillnotbetold.Thisistobethebiggestsecretofall.NooneistoknowanythingaboutituntilIhavegrownsostrongthatIcanwalkandrunlikeanyotherboy.IshallcomehereeverydayinmychairandIshallbetakenbackinit.Iwon’thavepeoplewhisperingandaskingquestionsandIwon’tletmyfatherhearaboutituntiltheexperimenthasquitesucceeded.ThensometimewhenhecomesbacktoMisselthwaiteIshalljustwalkintohisstudyandsay‘HereIam;Iamlikeanyotherboy.IamquitewellandIshalllivetobeaman.Ithasbeendonebyascientificexperiment.’”
“Hewillthinkheisinadream,”criedMary.“Hewon’tbelievehiseyes.”
Colinflushedtriumphantly
