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But
when
on
his
way
across
the
moor
he
stopped
the
carriage
at
the
cottage
,
seven
or
eight
children
who
were
playing
about
gathered
in
a
group
and
bobbing
seven
or
eight
friendly
and
polite
curtsies
told
him
that
their
mother
had
gone
to
the
other
side
of
the
moor
early
in
the
morning
to
help
a
woman
who
had
a
new
baby
.
“
Our
Dickon
,
”
they
volunteered
,
was
over
at
the
Manor
working
in
one
of
the
gardens
where
he
went
several
days
each
week
.
Mr
.
Craven
looked
over
the
collection
of
sturdy
little
bodies
and
round
red
-
cheeked
faces
,
each
one
grinning
in
its
own
particular
way
,
and
he
awoke
to
the
fact
that
they
were
a
healthy
likable
lot
.
He
smiled
at
their
friendly
grins
and
took
a
golden
sovereign
from
his
pocket
and
gave
it
to
“
our
’
Lizabeth
Ellen
”
who
was
the
oldest
.
“
If
you
divide
that
into
eight
parts
there
will
be
half
a
crown
for
each
of
,
you
,
”
he
said
.
Then
amid
grins
and
chuckles
and
bobbing
of
curtsies
he
drove
away
,
leaving
ecstasy
and
nudging
elbows
and
little
jumps
of
joy
behind
.
The
drive
across
the
wonderfulness
of
the
moor
was
a
soothing
thing
.
Why
did
it
seem
to
give
him
a
sense
of
homecoming
which
he
had
been
sure
he
could
never
feel
again
—
that
sense
of
the
beauty
of
land
and
sky
and
purple
bloom
of
distance
and
a
warming
of
the
heart
at
drawing
,
nearer
to
the
great
old
house
which
had
held
those
of
his
blood
for
six
hundred
years
?
How
he
had
driven
away
from
it
the
last
time
,
shuddering
to
think
of
its
closed
rooms
and
the
boy
lying
in
the
four
-
posted
bed
with
the
brocaded
hangings
.
Was
it
possible
that
perhaps
he
might
find
him
changed
a
little
for
the
better
and
that
he
might
overcome
his
shrinking
from
him
?
How
real
that
dream
had
been
—
how
wonderful
and
clear
the
voice
which
called
back
to
him
,
“
In
the
garden
—
In
the
garden
!
”
“
I
will
try
to
find
the
key
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
will
try
to
open
the
door
.
I
must
—
though
I
don
’
t
know
why
.
”
When
he
arrived
at
the
Manor
the
servants
who
received
him
with
the
usual
ceremony
noticed
that
he
looked
better
and
that
he
did
not
go
to
the
remote
rooms
where
he
usually
lived
attended
by
Pitcher
.
He
went
into
the
library
and
sent
for
Mrs
.
Medlock
.
She
came
to
him
somewhat
excited
and
curious
and
flustered
.
“
How
is
Master
Colin
,
Medlock
?
”
he
inquired
.
