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Then
there
was
a
lovely
breathless
silence
and
the
chair
wheeled
on
.
“
That
is
the
garden
where
Ben
Weatherstaff
works
,
”
said
Mary
.
“
Is
it
?
”
said
Colin
.
A
few
yards
more
and
Mary
whispered
again
.
“
This
is
where
the
robin
flew
over
the
wall
,
”
she
said
.
“
Is
it
?
”
cried
Colin
.
“
Oh
!
I
wish
he
’
d
come
again
!
”
“
And
that
,
”
said
Mary
with
solemn
delight
,
pointing
under
a
big
lilac
bush
,
“
is
where
he
perched
on
the
little
heap
of
earth
and
showed
me
the
key
.
”
Then
Colin
sat
up
.
“
Where
?
Where
?
There
?
”
he
cried
,
and
his
eyes
were
as
big
as
the
wolf
’
s
in
Red
Riding
-
Hood
,
when
Red
Riding
-
Hood
felt
called
upon
to
remark
on
them
.
Dickon
stood
still
and
the
wheeled
chair
stopped
.
“
And
this
,
”
said
Mary
,
stepping
on
to
the
bed
close
to
the
ivy
,
“
is
where
I
went
to
talk
to
him
when
he
chirped
at
me
from
the
top
of
the
wall
.
And
this
is
the
ivy
the
wind
blew
back
,
”
and
she
took
hold
of
the
hanging
green
curtain
