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It
was
the
strangest
thing
he
had
ever
heard
,
Archibald
Craven
thought
,
as
it
was
poured
forth
in
headlong
boy
fashion
.
Mystery
and
Magic
and
wild
creatures
,
the
weird
midnight
meeting
—
the
coming
of
the
spring
—
the
passion
of
insulted
pride
which
had
dragged
the
young
Rajah
to
his
feet
to
defy
old
Ben
Weatherstaff
to
his
face
.
The
odd
companionship
,
the
play
acting
,
the
great
secret
so
carefully
kept
.
The
listener
laughed
until
tears
came
into
his
eyes
and
sometimes
tears
came
into
his
eyes
when
he
was
not
laughing
.
The
Athlete
,
the
Lecturer
,
the
Scientific
Discoverer
was
a
laughable
,
lovable
,
healthy
young
human
thing
.
“
Now
,
”
he
said
at
the
end
of
the
story
,
“
it
need
not
be
a
secret
any
more
.
I
dare
say
it
will
frighten
them
nearly
into
fits
when
they
see
me
—
but
I
am
never
going
to
get
into
the
chair
again
.
I
shall
walk
back
with
you
,
Father
—
to
the
house
.
”
Ben
Weatherstaff
’
s
duties
rarely
took
him
away
from
the
gardens
,
but
on
this
occasion
he
made
an
excuse
to
carry
some
vegetables
to
the
kitchen
and
being
invited
into
the
servants
’
hall
by
Mrs
.
Medlock
to
drink
a
glass
of
beer
he
was
on
the
spot
—
as
he
had
hoped
to
be
—
when
the
most
dramatic
event
Misselthwaite
Manor
had
seen
during
the
present
generation
actually
took
place
.
One
of
the
windows
looking
upon
the
courtyard
gave
also
a
glimpse
of
the
lawn
.
Mrs
.
Medlock
,
knowing
Ben
had
come
from
the
gardens
,
hoped
that
he
might
have
caught
sight
of
his
master
and
even
by
chance
of
his
meeting
with
Master
Colin
.
“
Did
you
see
either
of
them
,
Weatherstaff
?
”
she
asked
.
Ben
took
his
beer
-
mug
from
his
mouth
and
wiped
his
lips
with
the
back
of
his
hand
“
Aye
,
that
I
did
,
”
he
answered
with
a
shrewdly
significant
air
.
“
Both
of
them
?
”
suggested
Mrs
.
Medlock
.
“
Both
of
’
em
,
”
returned
Ben
Weatherstaff
.
“
Thank
ye
kindly
,
ma
’
am
,
I
could
sup
up
another
mug
of
it
.
”
“
Together
?
”
said
Mrs
.
Medlock
,
hastily
overfilling
his
beer
-
mug
in
her
excitement
.
