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“
Why
,
I
thought
tha
’
didn
’
t
know
nothin
’
about
gardenin
’
,
”
he
exclaimed
.
“
I
don
’
t
,
”
she
answered
,
“
but
they
were
so
little
,
and
the
grass
was
so
thick
and
strong
,
and
they
looked
as
if
they
had
no
room
to
breathe
.
So
I
made
a
place
for
them
.
I
don
’
t
even
know
what
they
are
.
”
Dickon
went
and
knelt
down
by
them
,
smiling
his
wide
smile
.
“
Tha
’
was
right
,
”
he
said
.
“
A
gardener
couldn
’
t
have
told
thee
better
.
They
’
ll
grow
now
like
Jack
’
s
bean
-
stalk
.
They
’
re
crocuses
an
’
snowdrops
,
an
’
these
here
is
narcissuses
,
”
turning
to
another
patch
,
“
an
here
’
s
daffydowndillys
.
Eh
!
they
will
be
a
sight
.
”
He
ran
from
one
clearing
to
another
.
“
Tha
’
has
done
a
lot
o
’
work
for
such
a
little
wench
,
”
he
said
,
looking
her
over
.
“
I
’
m
growing
fatter
,
”
said
Mary
,
“
and
I
’
m
growing
stronger
.
I
used
always
to
be
tired
.
When
I
dig
I
’
m
not
tired
at
all
.
I
like
to
smell
the
earth
when
it
’
s
turned
up
.
”
“
It
’
s
rare
good
for
thee
,
”
he
said
,
nodding
his
head
wisely
.
“
There
’
s
naught
as
nice
as
th
’
smell
o
’
good
clean
earth
,
except
th
’
smell
o
’
fresh
growin
’
things
when
th
’
rain
falls
on
’
em
.
I
get
out
on
th
’
moor
many
a
day
when
it
’
s
rainin
’
an
’
I
lie
under
a
bush
an
’
listen
to
th
’
soft
swish
o
’
drops
on
th
’
heather
an
’
I
just
sniff
an
’
sniff
.
My
nose
end
fair
quivers
like
a
rabbit
’
s
,
mother
says
.
”
“
Do
you
never
catch
cold
?
”
inquired
Mary
,
gazing
at
him
wonderingly
.
She
had
never
seen
such
a
funny
boy
,
or
such
a
nice
one
.
“
Not
me
,
”
he
said
,
grinning
.
“
I
never
ketched
cold
since
I
was
born
.
I
wasn
’
t
brought
up
nesh
enough
.
