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320 THE SECRET GARDEN
thing and the highly polished condition of the empty plates returned to the pantry awakened much comment.
" I do wish," Colin would say also, " I do wish the slices of ham were thicker, and one muffin each is not enough for any one."
" It's enough for a person who is going to die," answered Mary when first she heard this, " but -'it's not enough for a person who is going to live. 1 sometimes feel as if I could eat three when those nice fresh heather and gorse smells from the moor come pouring in at the open window."
The morning that Dickon — after they had •been enjoying themselves in the garden for about .two hours — went behind a big rose-bush and ibrought forth two tin pails and revealed that one was full of rich new milk with cream on the top of it, and that the other held cottage-made currant buns folded in a clean blue and white napkin, buns so carefully tucked in that they were still hot, there was a riot of surprised joyfulness. What a wonderful thing for Mrs. Sowerby to think of! What a kind, clever woman she must be! How good the buns were! And what delicious fresh milk!
" Magic is in her just as it is in Dickon," said Colin. " It makes her think of ways to do things — nice things. She is a Magic person. Tell her we are grateful, Dickon — extremely grateful." |
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