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He
gazed
at
her
a
moment
and
then
passed
his
hand
quickly
over
his
eyes
.
“
Do
you
—
care
about
gardens
so
much
,
”
he
said
slowly
.
“
I
didn
’
t
know
about
them
in
India
,
”
said
Mary
.
“
I
was
always
ill
and
tired
and
it
was
too
hot
.
I
sometimes
made
little
beds
in
the
sand
and
stuck
flowers
in
them
.
But
here
it
is
different
.
”
Mr
.
Craven
got
up
and
began
to
walk
slowly
across
the
room
.
“
A
bit
of
earth
,
”
he
said
to
himself
,
and
Mary
thought
that
somehow
she
must
have
reminded
him
of
something
.
When
he
stopped
and
spoke
to
her
his
dark
eyes
looked
almost
soft
and
kind
.
“
You
can
have
as
much
earth
as
you
want
,
”
he
said
.
“
You
remind
me
of
someone
else
who
loved
the
earth
and
things
that
grow
.
When
you
see
a
bit
of
earth
you
want
,
”
with
something
like
a
smile
,
“
take
it
,
child
,
and
make
it
come
alive
.
”
“
May
I
take
it
from
anywhere
—
if
it
’
s
not
wanted
?
”
“
Anywhere
,
”
he
answered
.
“
There
!
You
must
go
now
,
I
am
tired
.
”
He
touched
the
bell
to
call
Mrs
.
Medlock
.
“
Good
-
by
.
I
shall
be
away
all
summer
.
”
Mrs
.
Medlock
came
so
quickly
that
Mary
thought
she
must
have
been
waiting
in
the
corridor
.
“
Mrs
.
Medlock
,
”
Mr
.
Craven
said
to
her
,
“
now
I
have
seen
the
child
I
understand
what
Mrs
.
Sowerby
meant
.
