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"IT'S MOTHER!" |
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Doxology and he did not make the suggestion with any particular reverence.
But Colin was of an exploring mind and he knew nothing about the Doxology.
" What is that? " he inquired.
" Dickon can sing it for thee, I'll warrant," replied Ben Weatherstaff.
Dickon answered with his all-perceiving animal charmer's smile.
" They sing it i' church," he said. " Mother says she believes th' skylarks sings it when they gets up i' th' mornin'."
" If she says that, it must be a nice song," Colin answered. " I've never been in a church myself. I was always too ill. Sing it, Dickon. I want to hear it."
Dickon was quite simple and unaffected about it. He understood what Colin felt better than Colin did himself. He understood by a sort of instinct so natural that he did not know it was understanding. He pulled off his cap and looked round still smiling.
" Tha' must take off tha' cap," he said to Colin,
an' so mun tha', Ben — an' tha' mun stand up, tha' knows."
Colin took off his cap and the sun shone on and warmed his thick hair as he watched Dickon in-tendy. Ben Weatherstaff scrambled up from his |
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