352 THE SECRET GARDEN
" That'd be a fine start for him," said Susan Sowerby. " I'd like to see his face, lad. I would that! He mun come back — that he mun."
One of the things they talked of was the visit they were to make to her cottage. They planned it all. They were to drive over the moor and lunch out of doors among the heather. They would see all the twelve children and Dickon's garden and would not come back until they were tired.
Susan Sowerby got up at last to return to the house and Mrs. Medlock. It was time for Colin to be wheeled back also. But before he got into his chair he stood quite close to Susan and fixed his eyes on her with a kind of bewildered adoration and he suddenly caught hold of the fold of her blue cloak and held it fast.
" You are just what I — what I wanted," he said. " I wish you were my mother — as well as Dickon's!"
All at once Susan Sowerby bent down and drew him with her warm arms close against the bosom under the blue cloak — as if he had been Dickon's brother. The quick mist swept over her eyes.
" Eh! dear lad! " she said. " Thy own mother's in this 'ere very garden, I do believe. She couldna' keep out of it. Thy father mun come back to thee — he mun! "