The Secret Garden
"Tha' Munnot Waste No Time"
Of course Mary did not waken early the next morning. She slept late because she was
tired, and when Martha brought her breakfast she told her that though. Colin was quite
quiet he was ill and feverish as he always was after he had worn himself out with a fit of
crying. Mary ate her breakfast slowly as she listened.
"He says he wishes tha' would please go and see him as soon as tha' can," Martha said.
"It's queer what a fancy he's took to thee. Tha' did give it him last night for sure--didn't
tha? Nobody else would have dared to do it. Eh! poor lad! He's been spoiled till salt won't
save him. Mother says as th' two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have
his own way--or always to have it. She doesn't know which is th' worst. Tha' was in a fine
temper tha'self, too. But he says to me when I went into his room, `Please ask Miss Mary
if she'll please come an, talk to me?' Think o' him saying please! Will you go, Miss?" "I'll
run and see Dickon first," said Mary. "No, I'll go and see Colin first and tell him--I know
what I'll tell him," with a sudden inspiration.
She had her hat on when she appeared in Colin's room and for a second he looked
disappointed. He was in bed. His face was pitifully white and there were dark circles
round his eyes.
"I'm glad you came," he said. "My head aches and I ache all over because I'm so tired.
Are you going somewhere?"
Mary went and leaned against his bed.
"I won't be long," she said. "I'm going to Dickon, but I'll come back. Colin, it's--it's
something about the garden."
His whole face brightened and a little color came into it.
"Oh! is it?" he cried out. "I dreamed about it all night I heard you say something about
gray changing into green, and I dreamed I was standing in a place all filled with
trembling little green leaves--and there were birds on nests everywhere and they looked
so soft and still. I'll lie and think about it until you come back."
In five minutes Mary was with Dickon in their garden. The fox and the crow were with
him again and this time he had brought two tame squirrels. "I came over on the pony this
mornin', " he said. "Eh! he is a good little chap--Jump is! I brought these two in my
pockets. This here one he's called Nut an' this here other one's called Shell."
When he said "Nut" one squirrel leaped on to his right shoulder and when he said "Shell"
the other one leaped on to his left shoulder.
When they sat down on the grass with Captain curled at their feet, Soot solemnly
listening on a tree and Nut and Shell nosing about close to them, it seemed to Mary that it
would be scarcely bearable to leave such delightfulness, but when she began to tell her