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The
strongest
footman
in
the
house
carried
Colin
downstairs
and
put
him
in
his
wheeled
chair
near
which
Dickon
waited
outside
.
After
the
manservant
had
arranged
his
rugs
and
cushions
the
Rajah
waved
his
hand
to
him
and
to
the
nurse
.
“
You
have
my
permission
to
go
,
”
he
said
,
and
they
both
disappeared
quickly
and
it
must
be
confessed
giggled
when
they
were
safely
inside
the
house
.
Dickon
began
to
push
the
wheeled
chair
slowly
and
steadily
.
Mistress
Mary
walked
beside
it
and
Colin
leaned
back
and
lifted
his
face
to
the
sky
.
The
arch
of
it
looked
very
high
and
the
small
snowy
clouds
seemed
like
white
birds
floating
on
outspread
wings
below
its
crystal
blueness
.
The
wind
swept
in
soft
big
breaths
down
from
the
moor
and
was
strange
with
a
wild
clear
scented
sweetness
.
Colin
kept
lifting
his
thin
chest
to
draw
it
in
,
and
his
big
eyes
looked
as
if
it
were
they
which
were
listening
—
listening
,
instead
of
his
ears
.
“
There
are
so
many
sounds
of
singing
and
humming
and
calling
out
,
”
he
said
.
“
What
is
that
scent
the
puffs
of
wind
bring
?
”
“
It
’
s
gorse
on
th
’
moor
that
’
s
openin
’
out
,
”
answered
Dickon
.
“
Eh
!
th
’
bees
are
at
it
wonderful
today
.
”
Not
a
human
creature
was
to
be
caught
sight
of
in
the
paths
they
took
.
In
fact
every
gardener
or
gardener
’
s
lad
had
been
witched
away
.
But
they
wound
in
and
out
among
the
shrubbery
and
out
and
round
the
fountain
beds
,
following
their
carefully
planned
route
for
the
mere
mysterious
pleasure
of
it
.
But
when
at
last
they
turned
into
the
Long
Walk
by
the
ivied
walls
the
excited
sense
of
an
approaching
thrill
made
them
,
for
some
curious
reason
they
could
not
have
explained
,
begin
to
speak
in
whispers
.
“
This
is
it
,
”
breathed
Mary
.
“
This
is
where
I
used
to
walk
up
and
down
and
wonder
and
wonder
.
”
“
Is
it
?
”
cried
Colin
,
and
his
eyes
began
to
search
the
ivy
with
eager
curiousness
.
“
But
I
can
see
nothing
,
”
he
whispered
.
“
There
is
no
door
.
”
“
That
’
s
what
I
thought
,
”
said
Mary
.
