That's good news.' There was a big smile on Dickon's honest face. 'We all knew he was ill.'
'He's afraid he'll have a crooked back like his father. I think that's what's making him ill.'
'Perhaps we can bring him here and Jet him rest under the trees. That'll do him good. That's what we'll do.'
They had a Jot of gardening and planning to do and Mary did not have time to visit Colin that day. When she came back to the house in the evening, Martha told her that the servants had had trouble with Colin.
'He's been very bad-tempered all afternoon with all of us, because you didn't come, miss,'
'Well, I was busy. He'll have to learn not to be so selfish,' replied Mary coldly. She forgot how selfish she had been when she was ill in India. 'I'll go and see him now.'
When she went into his room, he was lying in bed, looking tired. He did not turn to look at her.
'What's the matter with you?' she asked crossly.
'My back aches and my head hurts. Why didn't you come this afternoon?'
'I was working in the garden with Dickon.'
'I won't let that boy come to the garden if you stay with him instead of talking to me!'
Mary suddenly became very angry. 'If you send Dickon away, I'll never come into this room again!'
'You'll have to, if I say so. I'll make the servants bring you in here.'
'Oh, will you, prince! But no one can make me talk to you. I won't look at you. I'll stare at the floor!
That's good news.' There was a big smile on Dickon's honest face. 'We all knew he was ill.'
'He's afraid he'll have a crooked back like his father. I think that's what's making him ill.'
'Perhaps we can bring him here and Jet him rest under the trees. That'll do him good. That's what we'll do.'
They had a Jot of gardening and planning to do and Mary did not have time to visit Colin that day. When she came back to the house in the evening, Martha told her that the servants had had trouble with Colin.
'He's been very bad-tempered all afternoon with all of us, because you didn't come, miss,'
'Well, I was busy. He'll have to learn not to be so selfish,' replied Mary coldly. She forgot how selfish she had been when she was ill in India. 'I'll go and see him now.'
When she went into his room, he was lying in bed, looking tired. He did not turn to look at her.
'What's the matter with you?' she asked crossly.
'My back aches and my head hurts. Why didn't you come this afternoon?'
'I was working in the garden with Dickon.'
'I won't let that boy come to the garden if you stay with him instead of talking to me!'
Mary suddenly became very angry. 'If you send Dickon away, I'll never come into this room again!'
'You'll have to, if I say so. I'll make the servants bring you in here.'
'Oh, will you, prince! But no one can make me talk to you. I won't look at you. I'll stare at the floor!
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