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She
must
be
less
delicate
before
she
begins
lessons
.
Give
her
simple
,
healthy
food
.
Let
her
run
wild
in
the
garden
.
Don
’
t
look
after
her
too
much
.
She
needs
liberty
and
fresh
air
and
romping
about
.
Mrs
.
Sowerby
is
to
come
and
see
her
now
and
then
and
she
may
sometimes
go
to
the
cottage
.
”
Mrs
.
Medlock
looked
pleased
.
She
was
relieved
to
hear
that
she
need
not
“
look
after
”
Mary
too
much
.
She
had
felt
her
a
tiresome
charge
and
had
indeed
seen
as
little
of
her
as
she
dared
.
In
addition
to
this
she
was
fond
of
Martha
’
s
mother
.
“
Thank
you
,
sir
,
”
she
said
.
“
Susan
Sowerby
and
me
went
to
school
together
and
she
’
s
as
sensible
and
good
-
hearted
a
woman
as
you
’
d
find
in
a
day
’
s
walk
.
I
never
had
any
children
myself
and
she
’
s
had
twelve
,
and
there
never
was
healthier
or
better
ones
.
Miss
Mary
can
get
no
harm
from
them
.
I
’
d
always
take
Susan
Sowerby
’
s
advice
about
children
myself
.
She
’
s
what
you
might
call
healthy
-
minded
—
if
you
understand
me
.
”
“
I
understand
,
”
Mr
.
Craven
answered
.
“
Take
Miss
Mary
away
now
and
send
Pitcher
to
me
.
”
When
Mrs
.
Medlock
left
her
at
the
end
of
her
own
corridor
Mary
flew
back
to
her
room
.
She
found
Martha
waiting
there
.
Martha
had
,
in
fact
,
hurried
back
after
she
had
removed
the
dinner
service
.
“
I
can
have
my
garden
!
”
cried
Mary
“
I
may
have
it
where
I
like
!
I
am
not
going
to
have
a
governess
for
a
long
time
!
Your
mother
is
coming
to
see
me
and
I
may
go
to
your
cottage
!
He
says
a
little
girl
like
me
could
not
do
any
harm
and
I
may
do
what
I
like
—
anywhere
!
”
“
Eh
!
”
said
Martha
delightedly
,
“
that
was
nice
of
him
wasn
’
t
it
?
”
“
Martha
,
”
said
Mary
solemnly
,
“
he
is
really
a
nice
man
,
only
his
face
is
so
miserable
and
his
forehead
is
all
drawn
together
.
”
She
ran
as
quickly
as
she
could
to
the
garden
.
She
had
been
away
so
much
longer
than
she
had
thought
she
should
and
she
knew
Dickon
would
have
to
set
out
early
on
his
five
-
mile
walk
.
When
she
slipped
through
the
door
under
the
ivy
,
she
saw
he
was
not
working
where
she
had
left
him
.
The
gardening
tools
were
laid
together
under
a
tree
.
She
ran
to
them
,
looking
all
round
the
place
,
but
there
was
no
Dickon
to
be
seen
.
He
had
gone
away
and
the
secret
garden
was
empty
—
except
for
the
robin
who
had
just
flown
across
the
wall
and
sat
on
a
standard
rose
-
bush
watching
her
.
