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“
They
’
ve
run
wild
,
”
he
said
,
“
but
th
’
strongest
ones
has
fair
thrived
on
it
.
The
delicatest
ones
has
died
out
,
but
th
’
others
has
growed
an
’
growed
,
an
’
spread
an
’
spread
,
till
they
’
s
a
wonder
.
See
here
!
”
and
he
pulled
down
a
thick
gray
,
dry
-
looking
branch
.
“
A
body
might
think
this
was
dead
wood
,
but
I
don
’
t
believe
it
is
—
down
to
th
’
root
.
I
’
ll
cut
it
low
down
an
’
see
.
”
He
knelt
and
with
his
knife
cut
the
lifeless
-
looking
branch
through
,
not
far
above
the
earth
.
“
There
!
”
he
said
exultantly
.
“
I
told
thee
so
.
There
’
s
green
in
that
wood
yet
.
Look
at
it
.
”
Mary
was
down
on
her
knees
before
he
spoke
,
gazing
with
all
her
might
.
“
When
it
looks
a
bit
greenish
an
’
juicy
like
that
,
it
’
s
wick
,
”
he
explained
.
“
When
th
’
inside
is
dry
an
’
breaks
easy
,
like
this
here
piece
I
’
ve
cut
off
,
it
’
s
done
for
.
There
’
s
a
big
root
here
as
all
this
live
wood
sprung
out
of
,
an
’
if
th
’
old
wood
’
s
cut
off
an
’
it
’
s
dug
round
,
and
took
care
of
there
’
ll
be
—
”
he
stopped
and
lifted
his
face
to
look
up
at
the
climbing
and
hanging
sprays
above
him
—
“
there
’
ll
be
a
fountain
o
’
roses
here
this
summer
.
”
They
went
from
bush
to
bush
and
from
tree
to
tree
.
He
was
very
strong
and
clever
with
his
knife
and
knew
how
to
cut
the
dry
and
dead
wood
away
,
and
could
tell
when
an
unpromising
bough
or
twig
had
still
green
life
in
it
.
In
the
course
of
half
an
hour
Mary
thought
she
could
tell
too
,
and
when
he
cut
through
a
lifeless
-
looking
branch
she
would
cry
out
joyfully
under
her
breath
when
she
caught
sight
of
the
least
shade
of
moist
green
.
The
spade
,
and
hoe
,
and
fork
were
very
useful
.
He
showed
her
how
to
use
the
fork
while
he
dug
about
roots
with
the
spade
and
stirred
the
earth
and
let
the
air
in
.
They
were
working
industriously
round
one
of
the
biggest
standard
roses
when
he
caught
sight
of
something
which
made
him
utter
an
exclamation
of
surprise
.
“
Why
!
”
he
cried
,
pointing
to
the
grass
a
few
feet
away
.
“
Who
did
that
there
?
”
It
was
one
of
Mary
’
s
own
little
clearings
round
the
pale
green
points
.
“
I
did
it
,
”
said
Mary
.
