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“
Does
he
really
understand
everything
Dickon
says
?
”
Colin
asked
.
“
It
seems
as
if
he
does
,
”
answered
Mary
.
“
Dickon
says
anything
will
understand
if
you
’
re
friends
with
it
for
sure
,
but
you
have
to
be
friends
for
sure
.
”
Colin
lay
quiet
a
little
while
and
his
strange
gray
eyes
seemed
to
be
staring
at
the
wall
,
but
Mary
saw
he
was
thinking
.
“
I
wish
I
was
friends
with
things
,
”
he
said
at
last
,
“
but
I
’
m
not
.
I
never
had
anything
to
be
friends
with
,
and
I
can
’
t
bear
people
.
”
“
Can
’
t
you
bear
me
?
”
asked
Mary
.
“
Yes
,
I
can
,
”
he
answered
.
“
It
’
s
funny
but
I
even
like
you
.
”
“
Ben
Weatherstaff
said
I
was
like
him
,
”
said
Mary
.
“
He
said
he
’
d
warrant
we
’
d
both
got
the
same
nasty
tempers
.
I
think
you
are
like
him
too
.
We
are
all
three
alike
—
you
and
I
and
Ben
Weatherstaff
.
He
said
we
were
neither
of
us
much
to
look
at
and
we
were
as
sour
as
we
looked
.
But
I
don
’
t
feel
as
sour
as
I
used
to
before
I
knew
the
robin
and
Dickon
.
”
“
Did
you
feel
as
if
you
hated
people
?
”
“
Yes
,
”
answered
Mary
without
any
affectation
.
“
I
should
have
detested
you
if
I
had
seen
you
before
I
saw
the
robin
and
Dickon
.
”
Colin
put
out
his
thin
hand
and
touched
her
.
