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But
even
on
wet
days
it
could
not
be
said
that
Mary
and
Colin
were
dull
.
One
morning
when
the
rain
streamed
down
unceasingly
and
Colin
was
beginning
to
feel
a
little
restive
,
as
he
was
obliged
to
remain
on
his
sofa
because
it
was
not
safe
to
get
up
and
walk
about
,
Mary
had
an
inspiration
.
“
Now
that
I
am
a
real
boy
,
”
Colin
had
said
,
“
my
legs
and
arms
and
all
my
body
are
so
full
of
Magic
that
I
can
’
t
keep
them
still
.
They
want
to
be
doing
things
all
the
time
.
Do
you
know
that
when
I
waken
in
the
morning
,
Mary
,
when
it
’
s
quite
early
and
the
birds
are
just
shouting
outside
and
everything
seems
just
shouting
for
joy
—
even
the
trees
and
things
we
can
’
t
really
hear
—
I
feel
as
if
I
must
jump
out
of
bed
and
shout
myself
.
If
I
did
it
,
just
think
what
would
happen
!
”
Mary
giggled
inordinately
.
“
The
nurse
would
come
running
and
Mrs
.
Medlock
would
come
running
and
they
would
be
sure
you
had
gone
crazy
and
they
’
d
send
for
the
doctor
,
”
she
said
.
Colin
giggled
himself
.
He
could
see
how
they
would
all
look
—
how
horrified
by
his
outbreak
and
how
amazed
to
see
him
standing
upright
.
“
I
wish
my
father
would
come
home
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
want
to
tell
him
myself
.
I
’
m
always
thinking
about
it
—
but
we
couldn
’
t
go
on
like
this
much
longer
.
I
can
’
t
stand
lying
still
and
pretending
,
and
besides
I
look
too
different
.
I
wish
it
wasn
’
t
raining
today
.
”
It
was
then
Mistress
Mary
had
her
inspiration
.
“
Colin
,
”
she
began
mysteriously
,
“
do
you
know
how
many
rooms
there
are
in
this
house
?
”
“
About
a
thousand
,
I
suppose
,
”
he
answered
.
