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“
Tha
’
young
bad
’
un
!
”
he
called
down
at
her
.
“
Layin
’
tha
’
badness
on
a
robin
—
not
but
what
he
’
s
impidint
enow
for
anythin
’
.
Him
showin
’
thee
th
’
way
!
Him
!
Eh
!
tha
’
young
nowt
”
—
she
could
see
his
next
words
burst
out
because
he
was
overpowered
by
curiosity
—
“
however
i
’
this
world
did
tha
’
get
in
?
”
“
It
was
the
robin
who
showed
me
the
way
,
”
she
protested
obstinately
.
“
He
didn
’
t
know
he
was
doing
it
but
he
did
.
And
I
can
’
t
tell
you
from
here
while
you
’
re
shaking
your
fist
at
me
.
”
He
stopped
shaking
his
fist
very
suddenly
at
that
very
moment
and
his
jaw
actually
dropped
as
he
stared
over
her
head
at
something
he
saw
coming
over
the
grass
toward
him
.
At
the
first
sound
of
his
torrent
of
words
Colin
had
been
so
surprised
that
he
had
only
sat
up
and
listened
as
if
he
were
spellbound
.
But
in
the
midst
of
it
he
had
recovered
himself
and
beckoned
imperiously
to
Dickon
.
“
Wheel
me
over
there
!
”
he
commanded
.
“
Wheel
me
quite
close
and
stop
right
in
front
of
him
!
”
And
this
,
if
you
please
,
this
is
what
Ben
Weatherstaff
beheld
and
which
made
his
jaw
drop
.
A
wheeled
chair
with
luxurious
cushions
and
robes
which
came
toward
him
looking
rather
like
some
sort
of
State
Coach
because
a
young
Rajah
leaned
back
in
it
with
royal
command
in
his
great
black
-
rimmed
eyes
and
a
thin
white
hand
extended
haughtily
toward
him
.
And
it
stopped
right
under
Ben
Weatherstaff
’
s
nose
.
It
was
really
no
wonder
his
mouth
dropped
open
.
“
Do
you
know
who
I
am
?
”
demanded
the
Rajah
.
How
Ben
Weatherstaff
stared
!
His
red
old
eyes
fixed
themselves
on
what
was
before
him
as
if
he
were
seeing
a
ghost
.
He
gazed
and
gazed
and
gulped
a
lump
down
his
throat
and
did
not
say
a
word
.
