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Chapter eighteen, The monot waste notime. Of course, Mary did not
waken early. The next morning.She slept late because she was tired,
and when Martha brought her breakfast,she told her that though Colin was quite
quiet, he was ill and feverish, as he always was, after he
(00:22):
had worn himself out with a fitof crying. Mary ate her breakfast slowly
as she listened. He says hewishes thou would please go and see him
as soon as they can. Marthasaid, it's queer, what a fancy
he's took to thee. Thou didgive it him last night for shore,
didn't Tha? Nobody else would havedared to do it. Eh, poor
(00:46):
lad, he's been spoiled till saltwon't save him. Mother says, as
the two worst things as can happento a child is never to have his
own way or always to have it. She doesn't know which is the worst.
That wasn't a fine temper thus elftoo, But he says to me
when I went into his room,please ask miss Mary if she'll please come
(01:07):
and talk to me think of him, saying, please, will you go,
Miss I'll run and see dickon first, said Mary, no, I'll
go and see Colin first and tellhim. I know what I'll tell him
with a sudden inspiration. She hadher hat on when she appeared in Colin's
(01:30):
room, and for a second helooked disappointed. He was in bed,
His face was pitifully white, andthere were dark circles round his eyes.
I'm glad you came, he said. My head aches and I ache all
over because I'm so tired. Areyou going somewhere? Mary went and leaned
(01:53):
against his bed. I won't belong, she said, I'm going to
Dickon, but i'll come back.Colin. It's something about the garden.
His whole face brightened and a littlecolor came into it. Oh is it,
he cried out. I dreamed aboutit all night. I heard you
(02:15):
say something about gray changing into green, and I dreamed I was standing in
a place all filled with trembling littlegreen leaves, and there were birds on
nests everywhere, and they looked sosoft and still. I'll lie and think
about it until you come back.In five minutes, Mary was with Dickon
(02:37):
in their garden. The fox andthe crow were with him again, and
this time he had brought two tamesquirrels. I came over on the pony
this mornin, he said, Hey, he is a good little chap jump
is I brought these two in mypockets. This here one he's called Nut,
and this here other one's called shell. When he said nut, one
(03:01):
squirrel leaped on to his right shoulder, and when he said shell, the
other one leaped on to his leftshoulder. When they sat down on the
grass, with Captain curled at theirfeet, soot solemnly listening on a tree,
and Nut and Shell nosing about closeto them, it seemed to Marry
(03:21):
that it would be scarcely bearable toleave such delightfulness. But when she began
to tell her story, somehow thelook in Dickon's funny face gradually changed her
mind. She could see he feltsorrier for Colin than she did. He
looked up at the sky and allabout him. Just listen to them birds.
(03:44):
The world seems full of em,all whistlin an pipin, he said,
look at em, dartin about,and hearken at eem callin to each
other. Come springtime. Seems likeas if all the world's colin the leaves
is uncurlin. So you can seeem my word the nice smells there is
about sniffing with his happy turned upnose, and that poor lad lyin shut
(04:08):
up an seein so little that hegets to thinkin o things a set some
screamin' eh my wi mun get himout here, We mun get him watchin
and listenin an sniffin up the air, and get him just soaked through a
sunshine, and we might not loseno time about it. When he was
very much interested, he often spokequite broad Yorkshire, though at other times
(04:30):
he tried to modify his dialect sothat Mary could better understand. But she
loved his broad Yorkshire, and hadin fact been trying to learn to speak
it herself. So she spoke alittle now ay that wi mun, she
said, which meant, yes,indeed we must. I'll tell THEE what
(04:53):
usse'll do first, she proceeded,and Dickon grinned, because when the little
wench tried to twist her tongue intospeaking Yorkshire, it amused him very much.
He's took a gradely fancy to thee. He wants to see thee and
he wants to see soot and Captain. When I go back to the house,
(05:13):
to talk to him. I'll axhim if thou cannot come and see
him tomorrow mornin and bring the creatureswith ee. And then in a bit,
when there's more leaves out an happena bud or two, we'll get
him to come out, and thoushall push him in his chair, and
we'll bring him here and show himeverything. When she stopped, she was
(05:33):
quite proud of herself. She hadnever made a long speech in Yorkshire before,
and she had remembered very well.I'm on talk of it a Yorkshire
like that, to mester Colin Dickonchuckled. Thou'll make him laugh. And
there's nought as good for ill folkas laughin' is. Mother says, she
believes as a half hour's good laughevery mornin'. But cure a chap as
(05:57):
was makin ready for Typhus fever.I'm going to talk Yorkshire to him this
very day, said Mary, chucklingherself. The garden had reached the time
when every day and every night itseemed as if magicians were passing through it,
drawing loveliness out of the earth andthe boughs with wands. It was
(06:18):
hard to go away and leave itall, particularly as nut had actually crept
on to her dress, and Shellhad scrambled down the trunk of the apple
tree they sat under, and stayedthere, looking at her with inquiring eyes.
But she went back to the house, and when she sat down close
to Colin's bed, he began tosniff as Dicken did, though not in
(06:42):
such an experienced way. You smelllike flowers and and fresh things, he
cried out, quite joyously. Whatis it you smell of? It's cool
and warm and sweet all at thesame time. It's the wind from more,
said Mary. It comes a sittingon the grass under a tree with
(07:04):
Dickon and with Captain and a nutand shell. It's the springtime, and
out of doors and sunshine. Assmells so greatly. She said it as
broadly as she could. And youdo not know how broadly Yorkshire sounds until
you have heard someone speak it.Colin began to laugh. What are you
(07:25):
doing, he said, I neverheard you talk like that before. How
funny it sounds. I'm given theea bit of Yorkshire, answered Mary triumphantly.
I cannot talk as greatly as Dickonand Martha can, but the seas
I can shape a bit, doesn'tthe understand a bit of Yorkshire when they
hears it? And the a Yorkshirelad, thy cell bread and born,
(07:46):
eh, I wonder that art notashamed of thy face? And then she
began to laugh too, and theyboth laughed until they could not stop themselves,
and they laughed until the room echoed, and missus Medlock, opening the
door to come in, drew backinto the corridor and stood listening, amazed.
(08:07):
Well upon my word, she said, speaking rather broad Yorkshire herself,
because there was no one to hearher, And she was so astonished.
Whoever heard the like, whoever onearth would have thought it. There was
so much to talk about. Itseemed as if Colin could never hear enough
(08:28):
of Dickon and Captain and Soot andnut and shell, and the pony whose
name was Jump. Mary had runround into the wood with Dickon to see
Jump. He was a tiny,little, shaggy moor pony, with thick
locks hanging over his eyes, andwith a pretty face and a nuzzling velvet
nose. He was rather thin,with living on moor grass, but he
(08:52):
was as tough and wiry as ifthe muscle in his little legs had been
made of steel springs. He hadlifted his head and whinnied softly the moment
he saw Dickon, and he hadtrotted up to him and put his head
across his shoulder. And then Dickonhad talked into his ear, and Jump
had talked back in odd little whinniesand puffs and snorts. Dickon had made
(09:16):
him give Mary his small front hoofand kiss her on the cheek with his
velvet muzzle. Does he really understandeverything, Dickon says? Colin asked,
it seems as if he does,answered Mary. Dickon says, anything will
understand if you're friends with it,for sure, But you have to be
(09:37):
friends for sure. Colin lay quieta little while, and his strange gray
eyes seemed to be staring at thewall, but Mary saw he was thinking.
I wish I was friends with things, he said at last, But
I'm not. I never had anythingto be friends with, and I can't
(09:58):
bear people. Can't you bear me? Asked Mary? Yes I can,
he answered. It's funny, butI even like you. Ben Weatherstaff said
I was like him, said Mary. He said he'd warrant we'd both got
the same nasty tempers. I thinkyou are like him too. We are
(10:20):
all three alike, you and Iand Ben Weatherstaff, he said. We
were neither of us much to lookat, and we were as sour as
we looked. But I don't feelas sour as I used to before I
knew the Robin and Dickon. Didyou feel as if you hated people?
Yes, answered Mary, without anyaffectation. I should have detested you if
(10:43):
I had seen you before I sawthe Robin and Dickon. Colin put out
his thin hand and touched her Mary. He said, I wish I hadn't
said what I did about sending Dickonaway. I hated you when you said
he was like an angel, andI laughed at you. But but perhaps
he is well. It was ratherfunny to say it, she admitted,
(11:07):
frankly, because his nose does turnup, and he has a big mouth,
and his clothes have patches all overthem, and he talks broad Yorkshire.
But but if an angel did cometo Yorkshire and live on the moor,
if there was a Yorkshire angel,I believe he'd understand the green things
and know how to make them grow, and he would know how to talk
(11:30):
to the wild creatures as Dickon does, and they'd know he was friends for
sure. I shouldn't mind Dickon lookingat me, said Colin. I want
to see him. I'm glad yousaid that, answered Mary, because because
quite suddenly it came into her mindthat this was the minute to tell him.
(11:54):
Colin knew something new was coming,because what he cried eagerly. Mary
was so anxious that she got upfrom her stool and came to him and
caught hold of both his hands.Can I trust you? I trusted Dickon
because birds trusted him. Can Itrust you for sure? For sure?
(12:16):
She implored. Her face was sosolemn that he almost whispered his answer.
Yes, yes, Well Dickon willcome to see you tomorrow morning, and
he'll bring his creatures with him.Oh oh, Colin cried out in delight.
(12:39):
But that's not all, Mary wenton, almost pale with solemn excitement.
The rest is better. There isa door into the garden. I
found it. It is under theivy on the wall. If he had
been a strong, healthy boy,Colin would probably have shouted hooray, hooray,
hooray. But he was weak andrather hysterical. His eyes grew bigger
(13:03):
and bigger, and he gasped forbreath. Oh Mary, he cried out,
with a half sob Shall I seeit? Shall I get into it?
Shall I live to get into it? And he clutched her hands and
dragged her toward him. Of courseyou'll see it, snapped Mary, indignantly.
(13:24):
Of course you'll live to get intoit. Don't be silly. And
she was so unhysterical and natural andchildish that she brought him to his senses,
and he began to laugh at himself. And a few minutes afterwards,
she was sitting on her stool again, telling him not what she imagined the
Secret Garden to be like, butwhat it really was. And Colin's aches
(13:46):
and tiredness were forgotten, and hewas listening and raptured. It is just
what you thought it would be,he said, at last, it sounds
just as if you had really seenit. You know, I said that
when you told me first. Maryhesitated about two minutes and then boldly spoke
(14:07):
the truth. I had seen it, and I had been in, she
said, I found the key andgot in weeks ago. But I daren't
tell you. I daren't because Iwas so afraid I couldn't trust you for
sure. End of chapter eighteen,
Chapter eighteen, The monot waste notime. Of course, Mary did not
waken early. The next morning.She slept late because she was tired,
and when Martha brought her breakfast,she told her that though Colin was quite
quiet, he was ill and feverish, as he always was, after he
(00:22):
had worn himself out with a fitof crying. Mary ate her breakfast slowly
as she listened. He says hewishes thou would please go and see him
as soon as they can. Marthasaid, it's queer, what a fancy
he's took to thee. Thou didgive it him last night for shore,
didn't Tha? Nobody else would havedared to do it. Eh, poor
(00:46):
lad, he's been spoiled till saltwon't save him. Mother says, as
the two worst things as can happento a child is never to have his
own way or always to have it. She doesn't know which is the worst.
That wasn't a fine temper thus elftoo, But he says to me
when I went into his room,please ask miss Mary if she'll please come
(01:07):
and talk to me think of him, saying, please, will you go,
Miss I'll run and see dickon first, said Mary, no, I'll
go and see Colin first and tellhim. I know what I'll tell him
with a sudden inspiration. She hadher hat on when she appeared in Colin's
(01:30):
room, and for a second helooked disappointed. He was in bed,
His face was pitifully white, andthere were dark circles round his eyes.
I'm glad you came, he said. My head aches and I ache all
over because I'm so tired. Areyou going somewhere? Mary went and leaned
(01:53):
against his bed. I won't belong, she said, I'm going to
Dickon, but i'll come back.Colin. It's something about the garden.
His whole face brightened and a littlecolor came into it. Oh is it,
he cried out. I dreamed aboutit all night. I heard you
(02:15):
say something about gray changing into green, and I dreamed I was standing in
a place all filled with trembling littlegreen leaves, and there were birds on
nests everywhere, and they looked sosoft and still. I'll lie and think
about it until you come back.In five minutes, Mary was with Dickon
(02:37):
in their garden. The fox andthe crow were with him again, and
this time he had brought two tamesquirrels. I came over on the pony
this mornin, he said, Hey, he is a good little chap jump
is I brought these two in mypockets. This here one he's called Nut,
and this here other one's called shell. When he said nut, one
(03:01):
squirrel leaped on to his right shoulder, and when he said shell, the
other one leaped on to his leftshoulder. When they sat down on the
grass, with Captain curled at theirfeet, soot solemnly listening on a tree,
and Nut and Shell nosing about closeto them, it seemed to Marry
(03:21):
that it would be scarcely bearable toleave such delightfulness. But when she began
to tell her story, somehow thelook in Dickon's funny face gradually changed her
mind. She could see he feltsorrier for Colin than she did. He
looked up at the sky and allabout him. Just listen to them birds.
(03:44):
The world seems full of em,all whistlin an pipin, he said,
look at em, dartin about,and hearken at eem callin to each
other. Come springtime. Seems likeas if all the world's colin the leaves
is uncurlin. So you can seeem my word the nice smells there is
about sniffing with his happy turned upnose, and that poor lad lyin shut
(04:08):
up an seein so little that hegets to thinkin o things a set some
screamin' eh my wi mun get himout here, We mun get him watchin
and listenin an sniffin up the air, and get him just soaked through a
sunshine, and we might not loseno time about it. When he was
very much interested, he often spokequite broad Yorkshire, though at other times
(04:30):
he tried to modify his dialect sothat Mary could better understand. But she
loved his broad Yorkshire, and hadin fact been trying to learn to speak
it herself. So she spoke alittle now ay that wi mun, she
said, which meant, yes,indeed we must. I'll tell THEE what
(04:53):
usse'll do first, she proceeded,and Dickon grinned, because when the little
wench tried to twist her tongue intospeaking Yorkshire, it amused him very much.
He's took a gradely fancy to thee. He wants to see thee and
he wants to see soot and Captain. When I go back to the house,
(05:13):
to talk to him. I'll axhim if thou cannot come and see
him tomorrow mornin and bring the creatureswith ee. And then in a bit,
when there's more leaves out an happena bud or two, we'll get
him to come out, and thoushall push him in his chair, and
we'll bring him here and show himeverything. When she stopped, she was
(05:33):
quite proud of herself. She hadnever made a long speech in Yorkshire before,
and she had remembered very well.I'm on talk of it a Yorkshire
like that, to mester Colin Dickonchuckled. Thou'll make him laugh. And
there's nought as good for ill folkas laughin' is. Mother says, she
believes as a half hour's good laughevery mornin'. But cure a chap as
(05:57):
was makin ready for Typhus fever.I'm going to talk Yorkshire to him this
very day, said Mary, chucklingherself. The garden had reached the time
when every day and every night itseemed as if magicians were passing through it,
drawing loveliness out of the earth andthe boughs with wands. It was
(06:18):
hard to go away and leave itall, particularly as nut had actually crept
on to her dress, and Shellhad scrambled down the trunk of the apple
tree they sat under, and stayedthere, looking at her with inquiring eyes.
But she went back to the house, and when she sat down close
to Colin's bed, he began tosniff as Dicken did, though not in
(06:42):
such an experienced way. You smelllike flowers and and fresh things, he
cried out, quite joyously. Whatis it you smell of? It's cool
and warm and sweet all at thesame time. It's the wind from more,
said Mary. It comes a sittingon the grass under a tree with
(07:04):
Dickon and with Captain and a nutand shell. It's the springtime, and
out of doors and sunshine. Assmells so greatly. She said it as
broadly as she could. And youdo not know how broadly Yorkshire sounds until
you have heard someone speak it.Colin began to laugh. What are you
(07:25):
doing, he said, I neverheard you talk like that before. How
funny it sounds. I'm given theea bit of Yorkshire, answered Mary triumphantly.
I cannot talk as greatly as Dickonand Martha can, but the seas
I can shape a bit, doesn'tthe understand a bit of Yorkshire when they
hears it? And the a Yorkshirelad, thy cell bread and born,
(07:46):
eh, I wonder that art notashamed of thy face? And then she
began to laugh too, and theyboth laughed until they could not stop themselves,
and they laughed until the room echoed, and missus Medlock, opening the
door to come in, drew backinto the corridor and stood listening, amazed.
(08:07):
Well upon my word, she said, speaking rather broad Yorkshire herself,
because there was no one to hearher, And she was so astonished.
Whoever heard the like, whoever onearth would have thought it. There was
so much to talk about. Itseemed as if Colin could never hear enough
(08:28):
of Dickon and Captain and Soot andnut and shell, and the pony whose
name was Jump. Mary had runround into the wood with Dickon to see
Jump. He was a tiny,little, shaggy moor pony, with thick
locks hanging over his eyes, andwith a pretty face and a nuzzling velvet
nose. He was rather thin,with living on moor grass, but he
(08:52):
was as tough and wiry as ifthe muscle in his little legs had been
made of steel springs. He hadlifted his head and whinnied softly the moment
he saw Dickon, and he hadtrotted up to him and put his head
across his shoulder. And then Dickonhad talked into his ear, and Jump
had talked back in odd little whinniesand puffs and snorts. Dickon had made
(09:16):
him give Mary his small front hoofand kiss her on the cheek with his
velvet muzzle. Does he really understandeverything, Dickon says? Colin asked,
it seems as if he does,answered Mary. Dickon says, anything will
understand if you're friends with it,for sure, But you have to be
(09:37):
friends for sure. Colin lay quieta little while, and his strange gray
eyes seemed to be staring at thewall, but Mary saw he was thinking.
I wish I was friends with things, he said at last, But
I'm not. I never had anythingto be friends with, and I can't
(09:58):
bear people. Can't you bear me? Asked Mary? Yes I can,
he answered. It's funny, butI even like you. Ben Weatherstaff said
I was like him, said Mary. He said he'd warrant we'd both got
the same nasty tempers. I thinkyou are like him too. We are
(10:20):
all three alike, you and Iand Ben Weatherstaff, he said. We
were neither of us much to lookat, and we were as sour as
we looked. But I don't feelas sour as I used to before I
knew the Robin and Dickon. Didyou feel as if you hated people?
Yes, answered Mary, without anyaffectation. I should have detested you if
(10:43):
I had seen you before I sawthe Robin and Dickon. Colin put out
his thin hand and touched her Mary. He said, I wish I hadn't
said what I did about sending Dickonaway. I hated you when you said
he was like an angel, andI laughed at you. But but perhaps
he is well. It was ratherfunny to say it, she admitted,
(11:07):
frankly, because his nose does turnup, and he has a big mouth,
and his clothes have patches all overthem, and he talks broad Yorkshire.
But but if an angel did cometo Yorkshire and live on the moor,
if there was a Yorkshire angel,I believe he'd understand the green things
and know how to make them grow, and he would know how to talk
(11:30):
to the wild creatures as Dickon does, and they'd know he was friends for
sure. I shouldn't mind Dickon lookingat me, said Colin. I want
to see him. I'm glad yousaid that, answered Mary, because because
quite suddenly it came into her mindthat this was the minute to tell him.
(11:54):
Colin knew something new was coming,because what he cried eagerly. Mary
was so anxious that she got upfrom her stool and came to him and
caught hold of both his hands.Can I trust you? I trusted Dickon
because birds trusted him. Can Itrust you for sure? For sure?
(12:16):
She implored. Her face was sosolemn that he almost whispered his answer.
Yes, yes, Well Dickon willcome to see you tomorrow morning, and
he'll bring his creatures with him.Oh oh, Colin cried out in delight.
(12:39):
But that's not all, Mary wenton, almost pale with solemn excitement.
The rest is better. There isa door into the garden. I
found it. It is under theivy on the wall. If he had
been a strong, healthy boy,Colin would probably have shouted hooray, hooray,
hooray. But he was weak andrather hysterical. His eyes grew bigger
(13:03):
and bigger, and he gasped forbreath. Oh Mary, he cried out,
with a half sob Shall I seeit? Shall I get into it?
Shall I live to get into it? And he clutched her hands and
dragged her toward him. Of courseyou'll see it, snapped Mary, indignantly.
(13:24):
Of course you'll live to get intoit. Don't be silly. And
she was so unhysterical and natural andchildish that she brought him to his senses,
and he began to laugh at himself. And a few minutes afterwards,
she was sitting on her stool again, telling him not what she imagined the
Secret Garden to be like, butwhat it really was. And Colin's aches
(13:46):
and tiredness were forgotten, and hewas listening and raptured. It is just
what you thought it would be,he said, at last, it sounds
just as if you had really seenit. You know, I said that
when you told me first. Maryhesitated about two minutes and then boldly spoke
(14:07):
the truth. I had seen it, and I had been in, she
said, I found the key andgot in weeks ago. But I daren't
tell you. I daren't because Iwas so afraid I couldn't trust you for
sure. End of chapter eighteen,
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