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And
they
did
all
these
things
and
many
others
.
They
looked
at
the
portraits
and
found
the
plain
little
girl
dressed
in
green
brocade
and
holding
the
parrot
on
her
finger
.
“
All
these
,
”
said
Colin
,
“
must
be
my
relations
.
They
lived
a
long
time
ago
.
That
parrot
one
,
I
believe
,
is
one
of
my
great
,
great
,
great
,
great
aunts
.
She
looks
rather
like
you
,
Mary
—
not
as
you
look
now
but
as
you
looked
when
you
came
here
.
Now
you
are
a
great
deal
fatter
and
better
looking
.
”
“
So
are
you
,
”
said
Mary
,
and
they
both
laughed
.
They
went
to
the
Indian
room
and
amused
themselves
with
the
ivory
elephants
.
They
found
the
rose
-
colored
brocade
boudoir
and
the
hole
in
the
cushion
the
mouse
had
left
,
but
the
mice
had
grown
up
and
run
away
and
the
hole
was
empty
.
They
saw
more
rooms
and
made
more
discoveries
than
Mary
had
made
on
her
first
pilgrimage
.
They
found
new
corridors
and
corners
and
flights
of
steps
and
new
old
pictures
they
liked
and
weird
old
things
they
did
not
know
the
use
of
.
It
was
a
curiously
entertaining
morning
and
the
feeling
of
wandering
about
in
the
same
house
with
other
people
but
at
the
same
time
feeling
as
if
one
were
miles
away
from
them
was
a
fascinating
thing
.
“
I
’
m
glad
we
came
,
”
Colin
said
.
“
I
never
knew
I
lived
in
such
a
big
queer
old
place
.
I
like
it
.
We
will
ramble
about
every
rainy
day
.
We
shall
always
be
finding
new
queer
corners
and
things
.
”
That
morning
they
had
found
among
other
things
such
good
appetites
that
when
they
returned
to
Colin
’
s
room
it
was
not
possible
to
send
the
luncheon
away
untouched
.
When
the
nurse
carried
the
tray
downstairs
she
slapped
it
down
on
the
kitchen
dresser
so
that
Mrs
.
Loomis
,
the
cook
,
could
see
the
highly
polished
dishes
and
plates
.
“
Look
at
that
!
”
she
said
.
“
This
is
a
house
of
mystery
,
and
those
two
children
are
the
greatest
mysteries
in
it
.
”
“
If
they
keep
that
up
every
day
,
”
said
the
strong
young
footman
John
,
“
there
’
d
be
small
wonder
that
he
weighs
twice
as
much
today
as
he
did
a
month
ago
.
I
should
have
to
give
up
my
place
in
time
,
for
fear
of
doing
my
muscles
an
injury
.
”
That
afternoon
Mary
noticed
that
something
new
had
happened
in
Colin
’
s
room
.
