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“
Why
don
’
t
you
take
it
to
them
?
”
suggested
Mary
.
“
It
’
s
not
mine
,
”
answered
Martha
stoutly
.
“
An
’
this
isn
’
t
my
day
out
.
I
get
my
day
out
once
a
month
same
as
th
’
rest
.
Then
I
go
home
an
’
clean
up
for
mother
an
’
give
her
a
day
’
s
rest
.
”
Mary
drank
some
tea
and
ate
a
little
toast
and
some
marmalade
.
“
You
wrap
up
warm
an
’
run
out
an
’
play
you
,
”
said
Martha
.
“
It
’
ll
do
you
good
and
give
you
some
stomach
for
your
meat
.
”
Mary
went
to
the
window
.
There
were
gardens
and
paths
and
big
trees
,
but
everything
looked
dull
and
wintry
.
“
Out
?
Why
should
I
go
out
on
a
day
like
this
?
”
“
Well
,
if
tha
’
doesn
’
t
go
out
tha
’
lt
have
to
stay
in
,
an
’
what
has
tha
’
got
to
do
?
”
Mary
glanced
about
her
.
There
was
nothing
to
do
.
When
Mrs
.
Medlock
had
prepared
the
nursery
she
had
not
thought
of
amusement
.
Perhaps
it
would
be
better
to
go
and
see
what
the
gardens
were
like
.
“
Who
will
go
with
me
?
”
she
inquired
.
Martha
stared
.
