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VIII. The Robin Who Showed The Way
Sheputthekeyinherpocketandwalkedupanddownherwalk.Noonebutherselfeverseemedtocomethere,soshecouldwalkslowlyandlookatthewall,or,rather,attheivygrowingonit.Theivywasthebafflingthing.Howsoevercarefullyshelookedshecouldseenothingbutthicklygrowing,glossy,darkgreenleaves.Shewasverymuchdisappointed.Somethingofhercontrarinesscamebacktoherasshepacedthewalkandlookedoveritatthetree-topsinside.Itseemedsosilly,shesaidtoherself,tobenearitandnotbeabletogetin.Shetookthekeyinherpocketwhenshewentbacktothehouse,andshemadeuphermindthatshewouldalwayscarryitwithherwhenshewentout,sothatifsheevershouldfindthehiddendoorshewouldbeready.
Mrs.MedlockhadallowedMarthatosleepallnightatthecottage,butshewasbackatherworkinthemorningwithcheeksredderthaneverandinthebestofspirits.
“Igotupatfouro’clock,”shesaid.“Eh!itwasprettyonth’moorwithth’birdsgettin’upan’th’rabbitsscamperin’aboutan’th’sunrisin’.Ididn’twalkallth’way.Amangavemearideinhiscartan’Ididenjoymyself.”
Shewasfullofstoriesofthedelightsofherdayout.Hermotherhadbeengladtoseeherandtheyhadgotthebakingandwashingalloutoftheway.Shehadevenmadeeachofthechildrenadoughcakewithabitofbrownsugarinit.
“Ihad’emallpipin’hotwhentheycameinfromplayin’onth’moor.An’th’cottageallsmelto’nice,cleanhotbakin’an’therewasagoodfire,an’theyjustshoutedforjoy.
