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Dickon
stood
up
on
the
grass
and
slowly
went
through
a
carefully
practical
but
simple
series
of
muscle
exercises
.
Colin
watched
them
with
widening
eyes
.
He
could
do
a
few
while
he
was
sitting
down
.
Presently
he
did
a
few
gently
while
he
stood
upon
his
already
steadied
feet
.
Mary
began
to
do
them
also
.
Soot
,
who
was
watching
the
performance
,
became
much
disturbed
and
left
his
branch
and
hopped
about
restlessly
because
he
could
not
do
them
too
.
From
that
time
the
exercises
were
part
of
the
day
’
s
duties
as
much
as
the
Magic
was
.
It
became
possible
for
both
Colin
and
Mary
to
do
more
of
them
each
time
they
tried
,
and
such
appetites
were
the
results
that
but
for
the
basket
Dickon
put
down
behind
the
bush
each
morning
when
he
arrived
they
would
have
been
lost
.
But
the
little
oven
in
the
hollow
and
Mrs
.
Sowerby
’
s
bounties
were
so
satisfying
that
Mrs
.
Medlock
and
the
nurse
and
Dr
.
Craven
became
mystified
again
.
You
can
trifle
with
your
breakfast
and
seem
to
disdain
your
dinner
if
you
are
full
to
the
brim
with
roasted
eggs
and
potatoes
and
richly
frothed
new
milk
and
oatcakes
and
buns
and
heather
honey
and
clotted
cream
.
“
They
are
eating
next
to
nothing
,
”
said
the
nurse
.
“
They
’
ll
die
of
starvation
if
they
can
’
t
be
persuaded
to
take
some
nourishment
.
And
yet
see
how
they
look
.
”
“
Look
!
”
exclaimed
Mrs
.
Medlock
indignantly
.
“
Eh
!
I
’
m
moithered
to
death
with
them
.
They
’
re
a
pair
of
young
Satans
.
Bursting
their
jackets
one
day
and
the
next
turning
up
their
noses
at
the
best
meals
Cook
can
tempt
them
with
.
Not
a
mouthful
of
that
lovely
young
fowl
and
bread
sauce
did
they
set
a
fork
into
yesterday
—
and
the
poor
woman
fair
invented
a
pudding
for
them
—
and
back
it
’
s
sent
.
She
almost
cried
.
She
’
s
afraid
she
’
ll
be
blamed
if
they
starve
themselves
into
their
graves
.
”
Dr
.
Craven
came
and
looked
at
Colin
long
and
carefully
,
He
wore
an
extremely
worried
expression
when
the
nurse
talked
with
him
and
showed
him
the
almost
untouched
tray
of
breakfast
she
had
saved
for
him
to
look
at
—
but
it
was
even
more
worried
when
he
sat
down
by
Colin
’
s
sofa
and
examined
him
.
He
had
been
called
to
London
on
business
and
had
not
seen
the
boy
for
nearly
two
weeks
.
When
young
things
begin
to
gain
health
they
gain
it
rapidly
.
The
waxen
tinge
had
left
,
Colins
skin
and
a
warm
rose
showed
through
it
;
his
beautiful
eyes
were
clear
and
the
hollows
under
them
and
in
his
cheeks
and
temples
had
filled
out
.
His
once
dark
,
heavy
locks
had
begun
to
look
as
if
they
sprang
healthily
from
his
forehead
and
were
soft
and
warm
with
life
.
His
lips
were
fuller
and
of
a
normal
color
.
In
fact
as
an
imitation
of
a
boy
who
was
a
confirmed
invalid
he
was
a
disgraceful
sight
.
Dr
.
Craven
held
his
chin
in
his
hand
and
thought
him
over
.
“
I
am
sorry
to
hear
that
you
do
not
eat
anything
,
”
he
said
.
“
That
will
not
do
.
You
will
lose
all
you
have
gained
—
and
you
have
gained
amazingly
.
You
ate
so
well
a
short
time
ago
.
”
“
I
told
you
it
was
an
unnatural
appetite
,
”
answered
Colin
.
Mary
was
sitting
on
her
stool
nearby
and
she
suddenly
made
a
very
queer
sound
which
she
tried
so
violently
to
repress
that
she
ended
by
almost
choking
.
