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She
held
her
hands
tighter
and
turned
her
eyes
toward
him
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
anything
about
boys
,
”
she
said
slowly
.
“
Could
you
keep
a
secret
,
if
I
told
you
one
?
It
’
s
a
great
secret
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
should
do
if
anyone
found
it
out
.
I
believe
I
should
die
!
”
She
said
the
last
sentence
quite
fiercely
.
Dickon
looked
more
puzzled
than
ever
and
even
rubbed
his
hand
over
his
rough
head
again
,
but
he
answered
quite
good
-
humoredly
.
“
I
’
m
keepin
’
secrets
all
th
’
time
,
”
he
said
.
“
If
I
couldn
’
t
keep
secrets
from
th
’
other
lads
,
secrets
about
foxes
’
cubs
,
an
’
birds
’
nests
,
an
’
wild
things
’
holes
,
there
’
d
be
naught
safe
on
th
’
moor
.
Aye
,
I
can
keep
secrets
.
”
Mistress
Mary
did
not
mean
to
put
out
her
hand
and
clutch
his
sleeve
but
she
did
it
.
“
I
’
ve
stolen
a
garden
,
”
she
said
very
fast
.
“
It
isn
’
t
mine
.
It
isn
’
t
anybody
’
s
.
Nobody
wants
it
,
nobody
cares
for
it
,
nobody
ever
goes
into
it
.
Perhaps
everything
is
dead
in
it
already
.
I
don
’
t
know
.
”
She
began
to
feel
hot
and
as
contrary
as
she
had
ever
felt
in
her
life
.
“
I
don
’
t
care
,
I
don
’
t
care
!
Nobody
has
any
right
to
take
it
from
me
when
I
care
about
it
and
they
don
’
t
.
They
’
re
letting
it
die
,
all
shut
in
by
itself
,
”
she
ended
passionately
,
and
she
threw
her
arms
over
her
face
and
burst
out
crying
—
poor
little
Mistress
Mary
.
Dickon
’
s
curious
blue
eyes
grew
rounder
and
rounder
“
Eh
-
h
-
h
!
”
he
said
,
drawing
his
exclamation
out
slowly
,
and
the
way
he
did
it
meant
both
wonder
and
sympathy
.
