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First edition illustrated Children's Book By Frances Hodgson Burnett

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184           THE SECRET GARDEN
" I like the grand doctor from London, be­cause he made them take the iron thing off," said Mary at last. " Did he say you were going to die?"
" No."
" What did he say? "
" He didn't whisper," Colin answered. " Per­haps he knew I hated whispering. I heard him say one thing quite aloud. He said, ' The lad might live if he would make up his mind to it. Put him in the humor.' It sounded as if he was in a temper."
" I'll tell you who would put you in the humor, perhaps," said Mary reflecting. She felt as if she would like this thing to be settled one way or the other. " I believe Dickon would. He's always talking about live things. He never talks about dead things or things that are ill. He's al­ways looking up in the sky to watch birds flying — or looking down at the earth to see something growing. He has such round blue eyes and they are so wide open with looking about. And he laughs such a big laugh with his wide mouth — and his cheeks are as red — as red as cherries."
She pulled her stool nearer to the sofa and her expression quite changed at the remembrance of the wide curving mouth and wide open eyes.
" See here," she said. " Don't let us talk about