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ing that if he should feel a lump coming he should go crazy and scream himself to death."
"Eh! he oughtn't to lie there thinkin' things like that," said Dickon. " No lad could get well as thought them sort o' things."
The fox was lying on the grass close by him looking up to ask for a pat now and then, and Dickon bent down and rubbed his neck softly and thought a few minutes in silence. Presently he lifted his head and looked round the garden.
" When first we got in here," he said, " it seemed like everything was gray. Look round now and tell me if tha' doesn't see a difference."
Mary looked and caught her breath a little.
" Why! " she cried, " the gray wall is changing. It is as if a green mist were creeping over it. It's almost like a green gauze veil."
" Aye," said Dickon. " An' it'll be greener and greener till th' gray's all gone. Can tha' guess what I was thinkin'?"
" I know it was something nice," said Mary eagerly. " I believe it was something about Colin."
" I was thinkin' that if he was out here he wouldn't be watchin' for lumps to grow on his back; he'd be watchin' for buds to break on th' rose-bushes, an' he'd likely be healthier," explained Dickon. " I was wonderin' if us could ever get |
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