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He
was
not
on
his
sofa
when
she
went
into
his
room
.
He
was
lying
flat
on
his
back
in
bed
and
he
did
not
turn
his
head
toward
her
as
she
came
in
.
This
was
a
bad
beginning
and
Mary
marched
up
to
him
with
her
stiff
manner
.
“
Why
didn
’
t
you
get
up
?
”
she
said
.
“
I
did
get
up
this
morning
when
I
thought
you
were
coming
,
”
he
answered
,
without
looking
at
her
.
“
I
made
them
put
me
back
in
bed
this
afternoon
.
My
back
ached
and
my
head
ached
and
I
was
tired
.
Why
didn
’
t
you
come
?
”
“
I
was
working
in
the
garden
with
Dickon
,
”
said
Mary
.
Colin
frowned
and
condescended
to
look
at
her
.
“
I
won
’
t
let
that
boy
come
here
if
you
go
and
stay
with
him
instead
of
coming
to
talk
to
me
,
”
he
said
.
Mary
flew
into
a
fine
passion
.
She
could
fly
into
a
passion
without
making
a
noise
.
She
just
grew
sour
and
obstinate
and
did
not
care
what
happened
.
“
If
you
send
Dickon
away
,
I
’
ll
never
come
into
this
room
again
!
”
she
retorted
.
“
You
’
ll
have
to
if
I
want
you
,
”
said
Colin
.
“
I
won
’
t
!
”
said
Mary
.
