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“
Aye
,
it
was
that
!
”
and
Ben
Weatherstaff
looked
about
him
too
.
“
She
were
main
fond
of
it
.
”
“
It
is
my
garden
now
.
I
am
fond
of
it
.
I
shall
come
here
every
day
,
”
announced
Colin
.
“
But
it
is
to
be
a
secret
.
My
orders
are
that
no
one
is
to
know
that
we
come
here
.
Dickon
and
my
cousin
have
worked
and
made
it
come
alive
.
I
shall
send
for
you
sometimes
to
help
—
but
you
must
come
when
no
one
can
see
you
.
”
Ben
Weatherstaff
’
s
face
twisted
itself
in
a
dry
old
smile
.
“
I
’
ve
come
here
before
when
no
one
saw
me
,
”
he
said
.
“
What
!
”
exclaimed
Colin
.
“
When
?
”
“
Th
’
last
time
I
was
here
,
”
rubbing
his
chin
and
looking
round
,
“
was
about
two
year
’
ago
.
”
“
But
no
one
has
been
in
it
for
ten
years
!
”
cried
Colin
.
“
There
was
no
door
!
”
“
I
’
m
no
one
,
”
said
old
Ben
dryly
.
“
An
’
I
didn
’
t
come
through
th
’
door
.
I
come
over
th
’
wall
.
Th
’
rheumatics
held
me
back
th
’
last
two
year
’
.
”
