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Dickon
held
Colin
’
s
arm
strongly
but
the
boy
had
not
begun
to
falter
.
He
stood
straighter
and
straighter
and
looked
Ben
Weatherstaff
in
the
face
.
“
I
’
m
your
master
,
”
he
said
,
“
when
my
father
is
away
And
you
are
to
obey
me
.
This
is
my
garden
.
Don
’
t
dare
to
say
a
word
about
it
!
You
get
down
from
that
ladder
and
go
out
to
the
Long
Walk
and
Miss
Mary
will
meet
you
and
bring
you
here
.
I
want
to
talk
to
you
.
We
did
not
want
you
,
but
now
you
will
have
to
be
in
the
secret
.
Be
quick
!
”
Ben
Weatherstaff
’
s
crabbed
old
face
was
still
wet
with
that
one
queer
rush
of
tears
.
It
seemed
as
if
he
could
not
take
his
eyes
from
thin
straight
Colin
standing
on
his
feet
with
his
head
thrown
back
.
“
Eh
!
lad
,
”
he
almost
whispered
.
“
Eh
!
my
lad
!
”
And
then
remembering
himself
he
suddenly
touched
his
hat
gardener
fashion
and
said
,
“
Yes
,
sir
!
Yes
,
sir
!
”
and
obediently
disappeared
as
he
descended
the
ladder
.
When
his
head
was
out
of
sight
Colin
turned
to
Mary
.
“
Go
and
meet
him
,
”
he
said
;
and
Mary
flew
across
the
grass
to
the
door
under
the
ivy
.
Dickon
was
watching
him
with
sharp
eyes
.
There
were
scarlet
spots
on
his
cheeks
and
he
looked
amazing
,
but
he
showed
no
signs
of
falling
.
“
I
can
stand
,
”
he
said
,
and
his
head
was
still
held
up
and
he
said
it
quite
grandly
.
“
I
told
thee
tha
’
could
as
soon
as
tha
’
stopped
bein
’
afraid
,
”
answered
Dickon
.
“
An
’
tha
’
s
stopped
.
”
