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“
Ye
-
es
,
”
she
answered
,
“
I
think
I
have
.
And
if
you
will
go
to
sleep
I
will
tell
you
tomorrow
.
”
His
hand
quite
trembled
.
“
Oh
,
Mary
!
”
he
said
.
“
Oh
,
Mary
!
If
I
could
get
into
it
I
think
I
should
live
to
grow
up
!
Do
you
suppose
that
instead
of
singing
the
Ayah
song
—
you
could
just
tell
me
softly
as
you
did
that
first
day
what
you
imagine
it
looks
like
inside
?
I
am
sure
it
will
make
me
go
to
sleep
.
”
“
Yes
,
”
answered
Mary
.
“
Shut
your
eyes
”
He
closed
his
eyes
and
lay
quite
still
and
she
held
his
hand
and
began
to
speak
very
slowly
and
in
a
very
low
voice
.
“
I
think
it
has
been
left
alone
so
long
—
that
it
has
grown
all
into
a
lovely
tangle
.
I
think
the
roses
have
climbed
and
climbed
and
climbed
until
they
hang
from
the
branches
and
walls
and
creep
over
the
ground
—
almost
like
a
strange
gray
mist
.
Some
of
them
have
died
but
many
—
are
alive
and
when
the
summer
comes
there
will
be
curtains
and
fountains
of
roses
.
I
think
the
ground
is
full
of
daffodils
and
snowdrops
and
lilies
and
iris
working
their
way
out
of
the
dark
.
Now
the
spring
has
begun
—
perhaps
—
perhaps
—
”
The
soft
drone
of
her
voice
was
making
him
stiller
and
stiller
and
she
saw
it
and
went
on
.
“
Perhaps
they
are
coming
up
through
the
grass
—
perhaps
there
are
clusters
of
purple
crocuses
and
gold
ones
—
even
now
.
Perhaps
the
leaves
are
beginning
to
break
out
and
uncurl
—
and
perhaps
—
the
gray
is
changing
and
a
green
gauze
veil
is
creeping
—
and
creeping
over
—
everything
.
And
the
birds
are
coming
to
look
at
it
—
because
it
is
—
so
safe
and
still
.
And
perhaps
—
perhaps
—
perhaps
—
”
very
softly
and
slowly
indeed
,
“
the
robin
has
found
a
mate
—
and
is
building
a
nest
.
”
And
Colin
was
asleep
.
Of
course
Mary
did
not
waken
early
the
next
morning
.
She
slept
late
because
she
was
tired
,
and
when
Martha
brought
her
breakfast
she
told
her
that
though
Colin
was
quite
quiet
he
was
ill
and
feverish
as
he
always
was
after
he
had
worn
himself
out
with
a
fit
of
crying
.
Mary
ate
her
breakfast
slowly
as
she
listened
.
