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“
My
word
!
”
cried
Mary
admiringly
,
“
that
there
is
a
bit
o
’
good
Yorkshire
.
Tha
’
rt
shapin
’
first
-
rate
—
that
tha
’
art
.
”
And
delight
reigned
.
They
drew
the
chair
under
the
plum
-
tree
,
which
was
snow
-
white
with
blossoms
and
musical
with
bees
.
It
was
like
a
king
’
s
canopy
,
a
fairy
king
’
s
.
There
were
flowering
cherry
-
trees
near
and
apple
-
trees
whose
buds
were
pink
and
white
,
and
here
and
there
one
had
burst
open
wide
.
Between
the
blossoming
branches
of
the
canopy
bits
of
blue
sky
looked
down
like
wonderful
eyes
.
Mary
and
Dickon
worked
a
little
here
and
there
and
Colin
watched
them
.
They
brought
him
things
to
look
at
—
buds
which
were
opening
,
buds
which
were
tight
closed
,
bits
of
twig
whose
leaves
were
just
showing
green
,
the
feather
of
a
woodpecker
which
had
dropped
on
the
grass
,
the
empty
shell
of
some
bird
early
hatched
.
Dickon
pushed
the
chair
slowly
round
and
round
the
garden
,
stopping
every
other
moment
to
let
him
look
at
wonders
springing
out
of
the
earth
or
trailing
down
from
trees
.
It
was
like
being
taken
in
state
round
the
country
of
a
magic
king
and
queen
and
shown
all
the
mysterious
riches
it
contained
.
“
I
wonder
if
we
shall
see
the
robin
?
”
said
Colin
.
“
Tha
’
ll
see
him
often
enow
after
a
bit
,
”
answered
Dickon
.
“
When
th
’
eggs
hatches
out
th
’
little
chap
he
’
ll
be
kep
’
so
busy
it
’
ll
make
his
head
swim
.
Tha
’
ll
see
him
flyin
’
backward
an
’
for
’
ard
carryin
’
worms
nigh
as
big
as
himsel
’
an
’
that
much
noise
goin
’
on
in
th
’
nest
when
he
gets
there
as
fair
flusters
him
so
as
he
scarce
knows
which
big
mouth
to
drop
th
’
first
piece
in
.
An
’
gapin
’
beaks
an
’
squawks
on
every
side
.
Mother
says
as
when
she
sees
th
’
work
a
robin
has
to
keep
them
gapin
’
beaks
filled
,
she
feels
like
she
was
a
lady
with
nothin
’
to
do
.
She
says
she
’
s
seen
th
’
little
chaps
when
it
seemed
like
th
’
sweat
must
be
droppin
’
off
’
em
,
though
folk
can
’
t
see
it
.
”
This
made
them
giggle
so
delightedly
that
they
were
obliged
to
cover
their
mouths
with
their
hands
,
remembering
that
they
must
not
be
heard
.
Colin
had
been
instructed
as
to
the
law
of
whispers
and
low
voices
several
days
before
.
He
liked
the
mysteriousness
of
it
and
did
his
best
,
but
in
the
midst
of
excited
enjoyment
it
is
rather
difficult
never
to
laugh
above
a
whisper
.
Every
moment
of
the
afternoon
was
full
of
new
things
and
every
hour
the
sunshine
grew
more
golden
.
The
wheeled
chair
had
been
drawn
back
under
the
canopy
and
Dickon
had
sat
down
on
the
grass
and
had
just
drawn
out
his
pipe
when
Colin
saw
something
he
had
not
had
time
to
notice
before
.
“
That
’
s
a
very
old
tree
over
there
,
isn
’
t
it
?
”
he
said
.
Dickon
looked
across
the
grass
at
the
tree
and
Mary
looked
and
there
was
a
brief
moment
of
stillness
.
