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Medlock
,
“
we
’
ve
had
to
let
him
trample
all
over
everyone
of
us
ever
since
he
had
feet
and
he
thinks
that
’
s
what
folks
was
born
for
.
”
“
Perhaps
he
’
ll
grow
out
of
it
,
if
he
lives
,
”
suggested
Mr
.
Roach
.
“
Well
,
there
’
s
one
thing
pretty
sure
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Medlock
.
“
If
he
does
live
and
that
Indian
child
stays
here
I
’
ll
warrant
she
teaches
him
that
the
whole
orange
does
not
belong
to
him
,
as
Susan
Sowerby
says
.
And
he
’
ll
be
likely
to
find
out
the
size
of
his
own
quarter
.
”
Inside
the
room
Colin
was
leaning
back
on
his
cushions
.
“
It
’
s
all
safe
now
,
”
he
said
.
“
And
this
afternoon
I
shall
see
it
—
this
afternoon
I
shall
be
in
it
!
”
Dickon
went
back
to
the
garden
with
his
creatures
and
Mary
stayed
with
Colin
.
She
did
not
think
he
looked
tired
but
he
was
very
quiet
before
their
lunch
came
and
he
was
quiet
while
they
were
eating
it
.
She
wondered
why
and
asked
him
about
it
.
“
What
big
eyes
you
’
ve
got
,
Colin
,
”
she
said
.
“
When
you
are
thinking
they
get
as
big
as
saucers
.
What
are
you
thinking
about
now
?
”
“
I
can
’
t
help
thinking
about
what
it
will
look
like
,
”
he
answered
.
“
The
garden
?
”
asked
Mary
.
“
The
springtime
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
was
thinking
that
I
’
ve
really
never
seen
it
before
.
I
scarcely
ever
went
out
and
when
I
did
go
I
never
looked
at
it
.
I
didn
’
t
even
think
about
it
.
”
