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"I SHALL LIVE FOREVER!" 259
from its bottle. A' squirrel was perched on Dickon's bent back attentively nibbling a nut. The little girl from India was sitting on a big footstool looking on.
" Here is Mr. Roach, Master Colin," said Mrs. Medlock.
The young Rajah turned and looked his servitor over — at least that was what the head gardener felt happened.
" Oh, you are Roach, are you? " he said. " I sent for you to give you some very important orders."
" Very good, sir," answered Roach, wondering if he was to receive instructions to fell all the oaks in the park or to transform the orchards into water-gardens.
" I am going out in my chair this afternoon," said Colin. " If the fresh air agrees with me I may go out every day. When I go, none of the gardeners are to be anywhere near the Long Walk by the garden walls. No one is to be there. I shall go out about two o'clock and every one must keep away until I send word that they may go back to their work."
" Very good, sir," replied Mr. Roach, much relieved to hear that the oaks might remain and that the orchards were safe. |
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